Dinner With Friends...

Last night I sat down, and had dinner with friends,

And when we start to talk, well the fun never ends

We’re sitting enjoying a great southern meal,

When the sound of gas passing, broke up the ordeal

I glanced at my wife, and she shot my glance back,

When it happened again, we were under attack!

There is one lovely lady, a lawyer I think,

Who was blaming her husband for making things stink

Not having hard proof, she would not win the case,

Cause there were prime suspects all over the place

And that’s when the voice of our hostess, piped-up,

“Those sounds you are hearing, they come from our pup!”

First a moment of silence, and next a loud roar,

The whole room fell apart, what we heard was dog snore!

Turns out their small dog, had crawled under the table,

They swear he was snoring, but that could be a fable

The evening’s enjoyment, kept rambling on,

We ate fried jalapenos, until they were gone

Playing foosball we learned, with a wink and a nod,

That it’s bad etiquette, if you grab a man’s rod

There was talk of all kinds, soaring round in the air,

Conversations-a-plenty, for we hadn’t a care

One by one couples figured, it was time to go,

And that put an end to, the night’s halftime show

But the one thing that stuck, down deep in my heart,

Is that fact that a dog’s snore, sounds much like a fart!