I really don't know where to start,
But here is a poem about a fart...

"It's irritable bowel" the doctor did...
I had to make an appointment today...

It tried to smile at me today,as some attention...
it's rusty and decayed without any wheels or...

Sitting here at work, bored to tears,
all self inflected i bin here for years...

The days were longer, they just wouldn 't end,
Hours in the park, carefree time I would spend...