Gas

by KAP DAR   Feb 26, 2007


Meditation class is not the place to have gas
I should know it just gos to show
I had no control
I'm not to blame
and I know no sham
the walls we build around our selfs
however I got to tell you
I let loose It all came from my kaboos
perhaps flatulents be the way to immaculates
now I know a faultless fart wont win the hearts
of many because the passing of gas
is really no big deal
as the truth comes out at the end
relief is like an uninvited friend
a distraction you must let go of
one can only hope it don't small
I could not tell the irony of it all

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