A Foul Smell

In a room full of Prada with a puffed-up presence
Eyes baited eyes, but no one will speak
The air filled with quiet, not even a squeak
Last night was a party my belly found fit
Beans, egg, and yoghurt to go with
Since no one will talk, let me break the silence
The gases had pilled and needed a vent
There was no time for excuses, so quietly I let out
Osmosis was swift, and so was the ‘hmph’
Soon stuck up beauties began to talk
”Who farted here?” I joined them to ask.

Vera

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