I Sit Quietly - a Poem

I sit quietly.
I feel the pressure building up inside
I sit quietly, then move a bit.
I can only hope the result I can hide.

I sit quietly.
The urge gets sharper, more insistent.
I sit quietly, and shift my body.
I can only hope I can resist it.

I sit quietly.
The pressure's getting too much to handle.
I sit quietly, and lean.
My breath now shallow, I slide down to stand.

I stand slowly.
My foot move me away from where I was.
I walk quickly.
The pressure's so intense inside...
I reach.
And she's standing there with a smile.
I pause...
And instead of saying hi...
I fart so loud you could hear it within a mile.