The Room of Farts

She started her business in a corner by herself
Bit by bit compassionate folk would stop by
They enjoyed the conversations
One day she passed some gas
We the compassionate souls we were…ignored the foul accident
The gatherings became more frequent and smelly
Once I sat with her for a meal
There was no fart incident
Later on I noticed that farts were abundant whenever we gathered with others
But not during one to one gatherings
One day she confidentially explained that she enjoyed intentional farting
She loved farting to trouble others and watch them suffer in their tolerance
I shared how unfair that would be if true
She explained that I was just naive
Today I sit stay away from the Fart Room during my meals
And see others come out from the gatherings complaining about the smell
But they have found a mission of compassion
And she is happy