Short Kids Poem: Farts

I was really gassy
visiting New York.
There were many times
I wished I had a cork.

I farted at museums
with Lady Liberty.
Then I was on Wall Street
and really set them free.

I tooted in Time Square
and blasted Central Park.
When we watched a play,
I butt-honked after dark.

I farted all the time.
I farted myself silly.
If you go to New York,
do NOT eat any chili!

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About Author Steve Hanson

Steve Hanson is the author of The Dax and Zippa Series, Monsters Midnight Feast, Wizards In The West, Butterflies Don't Chew Bubblegum and The Whens. View his Profile.

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