POETS Day: Antisocial Sonnet #3

I love the sound of borborygmus in the morning!

The Borborygmus

The Borborygmus is a dreadful beast

He clamors for attention unashamed

Emitting gastric noises undecreased

By anything except the tribute claimed.

Orotund and rounded are his vowels

Rumbling up from Stygian depths denied

But vainly by the victim of his growls

Outlandishly inflicted from inside.

Refusing his demands will only place

Your peace of mind in balance up against

Grotesque sonorities that cause disgrace

Made even worse by secret smili...