Farting Poem
Sitting in class,
waiting for the bell to ring
All I can think about is passing some gas!
Along came my queer friend Caroline.
We sat on the swing set, trading our Pokemon cards.
Along came the greatest farter of all, my Father!
He...
waiting for the bell to ring
All I can think about is passing some gas!
Along came my queer friend Caroline.
We sat on the swing set, trading our Pokemon cards.
Along came the greatest farter of all, my Father!
He...