Augusto
AUGUSTO
A warm wind blows walking to the park
Augusto flecks a butt muscle then farts
Those down wind gasp in sheer disgust
Now walk ahead of Augusto in mistrust
A notice is sent to his missus in despair
To many eggs, his mates need fresh air
With a change of diet Augusto is sorted
As his foul smelling wind then thwarted
Now Augusto's discretions reek of roses
So far more better on every ones noses
Indiana Shaw . . . ; )
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2022
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