Saturday, November 21, 2009

Fartest Louder

Fartest Louder grins as he eats some bean chowder
The consequent results will make him much prouder
A gaseous explosion of such unholy renown
A riotous, odoriferous, cacophony of sound

The fabric of space and time rent asunder
A malodorous expulsion of flatulent thunder
The air comes alive bursting with unseen forces
The stench Oh My God comes from numerous sources

The eggs for breakfast along with the ham
And do you detect the gooseberry jam
Lunch was a coney and chili cheese fries
A zesty aroma that will sting your eyes

And just when you think that the worst is over
Fartest Louder lets loose a double bendover
The walls, the paint, even your eardrums do rattle
As your olfactory nerves prepare to do battle

I surrender you scream as you duck for some cover
Fartest Louder just laughs and lets loose another
The air now seems thick, redolent of fermented cheese
So overwhelming the smell you are forced to your knees

Fartest Louder's the champ a stench to behold
Challenge him if you must but prepare to be bold
No one stands up against him they are always out classed
Every single opponent Fartest Louder's out gassed


Anonymous said...

That has to be the most hilarious poem I've read. Keep up the poetry finefroghair....

debro said...

OMG...this poem is too funny!!! How did you find this? Love it...Debro