Yes it was I who farted,
That stench you smell is me,
I came into this world diagnosed with the airy love disease,
You see my rectum and heart are connected to the beat,
So when it races for you there is a rumble in my seat,
My love for you is like a gas that overflows my body,
And when the build up is to much i reak of old pastrami,
Please listen to my words because what i say is true,
My mouth is not the only hole that will admit to loving you

Huckleberry Hamill

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fall-in-love-starts-with-f-and-so-does-fart/