An unfortunate girl named Louise
Lets a vast ventral blast with each sneeze.
She attracts quite a crowd
When they rip out real loud
And she blushes right down to her knees.

And the timewaster:
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There was a young fellow named Charted,
Who rubbed soap on his bum when it smarted.
And to his surprise
He received a grand prize,
For the bubbles he blew when he farted.

Anne got me a great book for Christmas...The History of Farting by Dr. Benjamin Bart.  Periodically I shall post an entry from it.

EVRYONE farts, admit it or not.  Kings fart, queens fart.  Edward Lear, the 19th century English landscape painter, wrote affectionately of a favourite farting Duchess who gave enormous dinner parties attended by the cream of society.  One night she let out a ripper and quick as a flash she turned her gaze to her stoic butler, standing, as always, behind her.  "Hawkins!" she cried. 
"Hawkins, stop that!"
"Certainly, your Grace," he replied with unhurried dignity. 
"Which way did it go?"
pg 8