Nothing gives the same relief
As bottom-belching smell of beef.
With gleeful pleasure is it vented,
Turgid air that’s pasture scented,
Crowd eraser quite beyond belief.
Now that I’ve my bowels unbunched
And cleared the room of all who lunched,
Relief has turned me to a grinner
Contemplating what’s for dinner.
What gas-inducing species should I munch?