Another exercise from high school English teaching days, cerca 1993.

Hie thee hence, tthe simethecone solution!

Hie thee hence, the simethecone solution!

Inflatulation

O, what vile, pestilent congregation

Of vapours descendeth upon this place!

Curling the hairs of my nostrils, clouding

My senses with the stench of decadent

Flatulence, suspended as noxious fumes

Drifting languidly in the atmosphere.

What oppressive, stifling element is

This I breath?  Surely, my heart waxeth faint,

And I gasp for untainted sustenance

Ere I perish, choking on this foul blight!

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