Flowers of a wallflower

Whoopsies

My stomach rumbles

I need to fart

My butt mumbles

It was no work of art

There was nothing there

but the slightest bit of air

I felt it coming back

This time not near my  sack

My throat lets out a chirp

As I let out a big loud burp

The women run away in fear

As I cry, burping in tears...