A Tragic Bean Story


Posted on 25th Sep 2020 03:31 pm by rohit kumar

You told me not to fart mom,

so I didn't eat the beans.

You told me it would smell mom,

So I knew it would be mean

Everyone ate the brown beans mom,

But I ate mashed potatoes instead.

A person who ate the brown beans farted mom

and it smelt really bad.

People pointed fingers at me mom,

and my face turned red.

I told them it wasn't me mom

but they didn't believe what I said.

My friends don't like me any more mom.

They say I'm a liar.

As for the brown beans mom

I will never be a buyer!

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