as imperfect practices

often lead to

dharma and suffering

with huge piles

big like caulilflowers

of abandoned goodness

and methane madness

overpowering everyones mind

to forget everyting

and breathe vapors

deeper and deeper

into hairy nostrils

excellent for filtering

fetted air from

unfettered butt trumpets

resounding superbass tones

in D Flat

where people escaped

only to find

more methane outside

from huge cowherds

leaving the meadows

and spreading forth

into the libraries

evaporating the ink