Stinky Smell Poem by Lamar Cole

Stinky Smell



He didn't know when it started.
But he silently farted.
The people were to face doom.
The fire department had to be called to clear the room.
There was such a stinky smell.
And the air had become stale.

Saturday, June 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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