That Fruity Sound

As we were walking down the road
A rumble in my guts forbode
Of windy wastes inside my tum
That wandered down towards my bum.

I grinned at her and sheΒ smiled too
And ’cause our love was sweet and new
I scraped my foot along the ground
To mask that other fruity sound.

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32 thoughts on “That Fruity Sound

    • Inspired by real events. πŸ˜€
      Last two lines written whilst in the act (so to speak) and the others written on the bed later that evening. I think it’s one of my favourites so thanks for liking it, Kristen. πŸ™‚

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