Pass

Step aside
Let me pass
I just need to go
Release some gas
I don't want to
I know it's gross
But my tummy
Is about to explode
So I say again good sir
Let me out that front door

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.