[Aredubjay]

Originally posted by rufus


Don. It has been a while since we had one of those "running poem" threads. Remember the petroleum producing microbes? That was fun. I think it is time for another... I'll start


The world's most prodigious farting machines,
are not cattle, or horses, or Beav and his beans
If I am correct, they're much smaller than that
A bit south of the bumblebee, north of the gnat

When they've finished chewing your house all to hell
Their wind breaking chews up the ozone as well
Their farts are quite tiny, a wee little puff
But add up the billions, it's more than enough

However, without them, we may be done in
For their gas passing also makes nitrogen
A full third, by some counts, of our breathing gas
Is brownies once baked in their segmented ass...



Your turn

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