An Ode to Gas…
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This funny lovely little ass,
to talk of it is such a good time pass.
An outlet so important, without it you may die,
just once,only once not to crap you try.
You may dine in a simple hutment,
simple grub so tasty that you compliment.
Or you may feast on a gourmet of a five star hotel,
the output is the same through such a fine tunnel.
Eat well but never hog on a sweet apple tart,
for there’s always a danger of a smelly fart.
There are bombs and stinkers,
loud and lousy airy killers.
The trapped gases and its varied sounds,
from whispers to loud, everything counts.
Its such a pure cathartic release,
what you find is an instant peace.
It’s not shame but a pure pleasure,
the wealth of a well eaten pleasure.
You can be loud, easy and slow,
just don’t hide but let it comfortably flow.
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haha!i agree with ulhas though-”kya hai ye”(:p)
very very creative…no one except you must have pondered over this topic…
and as medhini ma’am said-”good release.”
You cracked me up!! It’s certainly one of my fav from the host of poems that you’ve posted! We need more funny poems for don’t we have to change the image of poets being just great thinkers and boring?! 
I am not what I say but what you perceive...
I am not what I give but what you receive.//
I am just a normal young fellow,
I am my true self when I am mellow.///
Revealing my self in my thoughts,
telling my state in varied words.//
At the end of the day I am here to fade away,
it's just a matter of time before I sway.///
To be dead and gone,
into oblivion all alone.//
Would leave behind these roads,
traces of me in the form of words.///
This is purely imaginary. I apologise if it hurts your sensibilities.
I am all braced up and ready for the sandals and rotten tomatoes….
It was quite a tough call for me to post it but did so cos I find the matter funny. Somehow we are so protective and uneasy to talk about such things….
I took the liberty and hope you all forgive me for the same…
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