Saturday, December 22, 2012

Bruno, Foul Farter

My nose hairs burning
He smells up the room again
Smells like rotten eggs.


Bruno has foul farts
The smell almost stops our hearts
Old dog can't help it.

By Falls From Tree


I remember days
You were young and on the go
You smelled up the tent.


Open the window
It's twenty-seven degrees
But we need sweet air.


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