‘Till Breath Do Us P(f)art

by Rhyme In Time

My darling doth a perfume send
Each time she whispers from her end.
While I, when little spritz let fly,
Convert our room to stinky sty.

This windy paradox I’ll never break;
Far better just to smile and nod, preventing further quake.

Inspired by: https://www.plymouthherald.co.uk/news/health/most-couples-claim-dont-fart-2523768
Image from same article.

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