Creative writing of kid.

Photo by Scott Rodgerson on Unsplash   I farted once I farted twice I farted eating a bowl of rice And farted some more which poisoned two mice I fart upon the sky I fart upon the floor As upon my toilet I lie, While farting some more, staring at the bathroom door Today a person fainted Tomorrow another As their remains are brown-painted As again I further fart upon their father I farted on the attic My fart now smells antique, A lady tries to stop me, But alas, my farts are semi-automatic The stench of rotten craniums, Accompanied by the radiation of 235 uranium, The fart extends to lethal levels All transmitted from the power of my bum. My fart is lethal, it is a well-known fact It stealthily creeps, as it plans it's attack. The subtle fatality, it does not lack Because unlike others, my fart is not whack. " I am suffocation's accomplice. Beware, for I am not foolish" The fart quotes, It's menacing voice dripping with malice. Upon the protons and neutrons alone...