A Milestone in Summer

It was 6 or 7 months before she could fart in my presence

 

‘This is a mile stone’ I announced

 

‘Let’s celebrate the occasion’

 

And it sounded like a Cornet in triumph

 

And it smelled like Roses and Blueberries

 

I soon drifted off peacefully to a dream of nothing in particular

 

And when I awoke the world was full of endless possibilities

 

So it was true: women do fart after all.

 

And that we we’re in love.

 

~ GMcK 

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