National Kick Butt Day

I don’t see why you get all the credit.

I’m the one who chooses what to eat, and you just simply let it.

Yet I’m the one they blame when you decide to go off grid.

Hold it in with all my might, you seem to blow your lid.

I try to pad you with sugars and flour.

And you pay me back by erupting every hour.

We were off on the wrong foot from the very start.

When you decided that in front of a girl was the perfect time to fart.