Dutch Oven

   
“I hear, the gases that you keep…    
When you’re fartin’ in your sleep”    
(So Romantic)    
She told me that this morning    
(Yeah, she got jokes too)    
Then she let me have it    
The whole truth and nothing butt    
Now I don’t feel ass charming    
   
Here I thought    
If I kept it quiet and not toot around her    
I was keeping some kind of mystery    
Turns out in my sleep my Annie has been a suffering    
(Is she OK?)    
Talk about Misery    
   
“You’ve Dutch Oven’d me countless times”    
She said with closed eyes    
It's been twenty plus years of me cuttin’ the cheese    
As she cuddled up next to me she retched  
I guess she was remembering  
When she added "and your SBD’s!”    
   
“Everybody farts” she said later on    
I was blushing cuz I’m still a little shy when it comes to this    
She a strong woman I thought to myself    
And if that’s not love then I don’t know what is