Shake Your Head And Raise The Dead!

The cat hears this a time or two. Then he actually hears it at his zoo. It can be rather loud. May also leave a cloud. Yeah, a bit juvenile at my bay. But that works for me any other day.

Women don't fart.
They take that to heart.
No passing of gas.
Nope, not for a lass.

So what are they?
What should we say?
Aliens they are?
Illegals by far?

Some machine?
Clearly unclean.
A backfiring one.
Skynet having fun.

Maybe it's Banner and The Hulk.
They change over with umm bulk.
When the fart is to come,
They turn into something else with a bum.

A well kept secret from me?
Not very secretive at their sea.
For some let it rip.
Even lift their hip.

Profanity Granny proved that.
She can do it so loud she scares the cat.
Maybe old age doesn't count?
No matter the noise or amount.

Beats being up shit creek,
Following through as out they sneak.
Oh what an image there.
It's okay to sit and swear.

The cat has caught on,
To the never ever con.
A sneak changing thing.
With Jekyll and Hyde women had a fling.

Now they can change on a whim.
Can't always stay proper and prim.
They switch to this or that,
And let it go where they are at.

Makes perfect sense to me.
They need to let them fly free.
The cat solved the case,
Sharing all with the human race.

Are you insistent that you don't fart? Do you really take that to heart? Not saying anything is fine and dandy. The cat just finds it funny when some women keep that handy. Adamant they do not at all, scrunchy face and all at their hall. They look like they are holding in the gas. Holding it in isn't good for any lad or lass. I guess I just have no class. The cat lets it fly out his little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.