"Fart Envy" By Alexander The Poet 06.21.06

When I hang out with my friends,
And all of us begin to fart
Many miles their stink transcends,
But mine can't seem to go past start!

When they fart, it's always loud,
But when I do, it barely squeaks
I envy how they can form clouds,
With the power of their ass cheeks!

When I do fart really good,
My friends are just never around
And that always kills my mood,
For when they are, fart makes no sound!

I feel so inadequate,
Because you know, stench does matter
My farts never formulate,
But theirs decimate and scatter!

THE END