Have you ever farted in the library?
As your bowels groan, you distinctly remember some librarian from your distant past telling you to be quiet in the library.
And you feel like you’ve committed some great sacrilege
Yet you feel safe because, unlike in a church, God can’t hear you in here
And you don’t see any one else in the room
But you didn’t notice the girl reading silently in the corner
She heard you
And, indeed, she’s been farting in here for hours.
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