Farts

Was inspired to write a bad poem:

I fart.
we fart.
all sentient beings fart.
Gaia farts.

Smugly self smelled farts
grinning farts.
bubbly pool farts.
silent but deadly farts.
musically atonal farts.

The JP Donleavy character
farting in B Flat.

Walter The Farting Dog.

Farts are people.
fragrant
silent
rank
noxious
downright horrible.

Farts are just
CH4
like rotting peat bogs
like thawing permafrost
both comforting warm and deadly.

Ultimately, though,
farts explode anthropogenically.
Then farts are no longer funny.

So much for the Human Comedy
being a series of endless farting jokes.

Everything ends.

Even farts.