Fragrantly Flatulent: the sweet aroma of rasping wind (I know that sounds, or smells, like a stretch, but work with me here LOL.)
She grazed on flowers from her garden with ease,
nasturtiums, pansies, and chrysanthemum leaves.
Then she devoured the fruits of the trees,
lemons, limes, apples, and jujubes.
As flowers and fruit churned within
rasping her fragrant winds.