In a dystopian future, farts have been outlawed.
But I’m a wind and law breaker and I get a bit bored.
So I hit the streets but not before loading up on baked beans.
And I drop a stinker in public then flee the scene!
The crime is detected and The Anti Fart Feds swoop in.
But I’ve long escaped and get away with my sins.
Some bystanders get nabbed and probed for their poo.
The Fecal Feds conduct DNA tests with the number two.
I release another brown cloud the very next day.
Then again the following, this time leaving a small spray.
Headlines read "SERIAL FART BANDIT CARPET BOMBS THE TOWN."
The Poop Police are clueless til they find my spray of brown.
They begin to learn my identity and hunt me like a dog.
So I flee the country and leave them a small bog.
At the border I quickly put on a stinky disguise.
A fresh brown moustache to hide my crimes and lies!