When you came to visit,
and we drove everywhere
were you disgusted
by how I kept breaking
wind in the car, inaudibly
but voluminously
fouling the air 'til
to me at least, it seemed
warmer and humid in there?
Everywhere we went
you never said anything.
Were you disgusted? Or
that whole time
did I not
fart at all?
Not even once?
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