Why is breaking wind so funny?
What makes it such a crime?
Could it be because it comes
At unexpected times?
It sneaks up from behind us
Leaving everyone agog,
And wondering who's guilty,
'Til we finally blame the dog.
We smile and snicker as the humor
Of the moment grows,
Until the scent of guilty air
Comes wafting by our nose.
Nothing is so quick to turn
A smile into a sneer
As someone breaking wind
And proudly grinning ear to ear.
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