I had a great day in a school yesterday – I’ll tell you more later. I was reading them one of my Ricky Rocket stories in which there is a lot of… well… let’s call it bottom burping! Every time I milk that story, I think, “Oh dear! How have I stooped so low. But then today, National Poetry day, I thought about the problem and decided to stand up for what I believe in and and write a poem that concisely expresses my feelings on the subject. And here it is:

What makes me laugh

If I want a cheap laugh,
and not pay money,
farting is free
and terribly funny!