Who fawted?

The other day I received an early birthday gift from the Nattering Nabob (see left). It was a thoughtful gift, and, I assure you, well received. That I have not yet thanked the Nabober for the gift is unforgivably rude.
 Some readers will recall that one the of the early poems in the infamous collection Verse and Verse refers to the family interest in flatulence. Well, one reader, unrelated to the author, left the book out in plain sight, and a casual peruser noted this prediliction, and made a observation through the Internet. Fame spreads, some faster than others.
 Some people do not see the humor in farts. Hey, look here and see what a master of the genre can do. Wish we had him here in the U.S. Oh, wait, congress...
 Should you wish to visit the fartless factory, here you go.