I wanna be the young kid at the book study who once
doesn't sit with his Mum but with another young brother, who
keeps making me laugh all through the book study, till near the end
the laughing causes an hour of repressed stomach gas to rip loose
in the mother-of-all farts, I mean, a sheet-tearing window-shattering fart
which stops the book study conductor dead in his tracks and the whole group to
literally simultaneously jump in their seats.
I wanna be that kid, who felt so embarrassed that he could die, but deep down in his secret
heart of hearts, thought it was the funniest thing he ever could do.........
(Hey! Wait a minute! I was that kid........!!!)
The Pope