Smelled Like A Dozen Roses

by Keith   Dec 23, 2004


Late at night when we finish eating,
After the ground beef took a beating,
After we finished watching Jeopardy,
And the dishes washed,
After we finished eating the pepper squash,

We slip into bed, kiss each other goodnight,
Then we begin our 8 hour long fight,
We each take the covers, and put them to our nose,
We secure them in place, with our toes,

She lets one rip, it is a miss,
But it smells so ripe, dare I go take a piss?
For if I do, the stench will rise,
The baked onions, will hear our cries,

Her farts smell like a dozen roses,
They stink worse than my toeses,
They make my nose ache,
It was a big mistake,
Ever marrying this fart baring Mozes

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