6.29.2009

An Effluence of Farts

How come it's been 6 years
Since they invented reverse farting
And still nobody
Has barfed up a live chicken?

Was it crude to imply
That the chicken might die
If death has imposed
Itself through a fart?

And a poop
It grows near
As fear it grows
Rears
And help can't
Be far off
At all.

A crude poem of little significance, or merit.

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