Tinkerbell smells,
farterbell being her new name
everytime she tinkers
with brussel sprouts
ponging the nostrils
of fairies and animals alike
ringing bells each time
she walks around
turning flowers limp
flying through the smog
adding to it...
farting out green smoke
stinks that lingers,
choking everyone out..
and when she died,
luckily she farted,
the clap of her buttcheeks
brought her back to life
smiles slop to frowns
although they were happy she was alive...
they had never considered however...
at the meal afterwards,
they would be serving brussel sprouts....
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: January 17th, 2022 02:29
- Comment from author about the poem: Here is a poem I created for a tinkerbell contest. I hope it makes you giggle 😃
- Category: Humor
- Views: 22
- Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek, FallenAngel1🕊.
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Comments6
And what is wrong with brussels sprouts?
Good fun write katie.
Andy
Lol they stink hahaha
Is she Kitty's sister?! lol.
Hahahaha
Now Kitty - erm, f***er, rather! lol.
'and when she died,
luckily she farted,
the clap of her buttcheeks
brought her back to life
smiles slop to frowns
although they were happy she was alive...'
(my first, genuine
unsloping smile of the week
you've gifted me
and all I have for you
is a mere, though sincere
Thank you! dear Poet)
Lol I'm glad I made you smile mek 😁
OMG KATIE!!! As soon as I seen the picture 😂😂😂 I had to wipe my eyes before I could even begin to read,..😘🌹💎 and the read was just as funny 😂😂😂
Lol cheers mate I got gold on the contest for this piece.
Glad you enjoyed it
I'm not surprised 🏆💐🍾
What a wild, hilarious ride! Cracked me up. More!
Thanks for reading
Hilarious! Really fun to read.
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