I'm the villain with the blackest of black hearts
I've turned the passing of gas into the finest of arts
Blew the Eiffel Tower to one side and didn't get caught
Blasted the Sphinx's face clean off just for a start
I'll do whatever it takes to blast this world apart
I'm called Da Bomb and I wield the Mega Fart!
To my Stenchmen the smell of fresh air is all but forgotten
Together this flatulent war we wage will be off the charts
So pinch your noses tight and flail your arms in the air
I won't be stopped till your olfaction is blown beyond repair
- Author: gramann001 ( Offline)
- Published: February 12th, 2023 06:51
- Comment from author about the poem: this was going to be a comic book that never got made
- Category: Humor
- Views: 8
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