My Rhyming Poem

Stinky The Cow

Stinky the cow was a proffesional farter,
He was also a pro earthquake starter.
His disgusting farts were a mass,
Of stinky, toxic, putrid green gas.

The flowers and trees for all around,
Were a poor, dead-looking, sickly brown.
But "Ah," sighed Stinky, "If only,
'I had a friend, then I wouldn't be so lonely."

A skunk nearby, digging for food,
Looked up and saw Stinky's depressing mood.
The skunk was good at cheering up,
So he went over to try his luck.

"Hi," he said, "The name's Ace.
'And excuse the pun, but you've got a very long face.
'What happened to make you look like your mother died?"
"Well," Stinky sniffed, then almost cried,

"I'm sick of being lonely all day.
'I need a friend, with whom I can play."
Ace rubbed his chin, and thought a bit.
Suddenly he cried, "Yes, I've got it!

'You could get a job that would pay you money.
'You could work in a butcher's store!" Ace found this very funny.
"Anyway, you'd be doing stuff all day.
'Better still, the company can pay!"

So Stinky did what the skunk had said,
And went to a business that had some smart ideas in it's head.
So now, if you hear something flying across the sky,
And smell an awful stench nearby,

You'll know that Stinky is using his mass,
Of toxic, deadly, putrid green gas,
To fly above the clouds a motorless aeroplane.
And, although Stinky's farts do cause pain,

He actually means well.
The company has got a new name at heart,
It's called: Stinky's Smell!