Reader, I was born, and cried;
I crack'd, I smelt, and so I died.
Like Julius Caesar's was my death,
Who in the senate lost his breath.
Much alike entomb'd does lie
The noble Romulus and I:
And when I died, like Flora fair,
I left the commonwealth my heir.
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On the previous comment querying the last 4 lines the writer was allying the common fart with some classical allusions for comic contrast. "Entombed" was his gas emission in the sense of its locale - the tiltle says; "Let in the House of Commons", i.e. where he farted, therefore trapped in the building. Then did you get the pun, great witty finish eh - "I left the commonwealth (as in the people = society) "my heir" sounds like air (get it). Frank E Gibbard P.S. please read my poems, I don't mind if you hate them FRANK
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Lol...I've read seen a poem that involves flatulence before.
I thought this was funny. I liked they rhyming scheme of this poem. However, the author kind of lost me on the last four lines. Maybe it's the archaic/old English, or I'm just dumb, but they don't make any sense. 
Other than that, it was a good poem. 
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Enjoy a little scatological humor every once in awhile, and I think this was very tastefully done We are, basically, animals after all. Good rhyme and hysterically funny
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huh, pretty good, i guess. kind of, uh, weird, of course. but, certainly had good prose and mechanics. for writing a good poem on a bizarre subject (flatulence)
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