Fragrant tail, a prelude to what soon will exude--
Is it dung or fart?
Loosened, it will unbind from narrowness of hind
To be dung or fart.

Regardless of what streams, you are gonna hear screams
'Cause you've been eating beans; I'm glad I'm not your jeans.
If you're lucky you'll pass some gas to drift away;
If not, your pants are shot--it'll be fudgement day.

Hope that hole don't give birth to what enriches earth--
That is, dung, not fart.
If it's only a fart, people's noses will smart--
No dung will depart.

Out of ten, chance is five that mere thunder will thrive,
But if colon should drive out a log, it will dive
In where get-dressed starts: undies from K-Mart.
Too bad what's forth sprung is squarely dung, not fart.