Time always bring bout change
Just keep on living,
You’ll notice the shortening
Of your steps,
“My God” this gas is killing me
If only I could get it to pass
“Honey” Is there any Mylanta?
Oops hon I didn’t mean to let it
Go..
“My Lord” Jerry don’t you know
That has a stench?
Hehehehehehe..I know but my
Stomach just magically gotten
Better..
At least for a minute
Spray, Spray, Spray
“Oh My Lord”
Carolyn Sears
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gas-gas/
