There are thoughts that are like farts, That can't be held back in our hearts. They bubble and brew,
And stink like a poo,
When released, they can tear us apart.
Some folks have thoughts so foul, They can make the strongest man howl.
Their mental gas,
Is like a toxic mass, That can leave us feeling quite foul.
So if you feel a thought farting away, Remember discretion's the way.
Hold it in tight,
Till you're out of sight,
And save us all from dismay
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Breaking The Mold: Poetry For A New Era
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