I didn't write this one-just made it rhyme better :)
There was an old pirate named Art,
Who ripped a gigantical fart,
As it flew past his spincter,
It went off the Richter,
And then caused the Red Sea to repart.
Art sailed on a Brigg to Rangoon,
Where his rumblings could be heard from the moon,
And when you'd least expect 'em,
They burst from his rectum,
With the fury of a raging typhoon!
(any limerick or poetry that I write will have my initials below it)