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Discussion in 'Fun Time' started by Snowbaby, Sep 23, 2004.

  1. Snowbaby

    Snowbaby Active Member


    Oh what a sleekit horrible beastie
    Lurks in yer belly efter the feastie
    Just as ye sit doon among yer kin
    There sterts to stir an enormous wind.

    The neeps and tatties and mushy peas
    Stert workin like a gentle breeze
    But soon the puddin wi the sauncie face
    Will have ye blawin' all ower the place.

    Nae matter whit the hell ye dae
    A'bodys gonnae have tae pay
    Even if ye try to stifle,
    It's like a bullet oot a rifle.

    Hawd yer bum tight tae the chair
    Tae try and stop the leakin air
    Shift yersel frae cheek tae cheek
    Prae tae God it disnae reek.

    But aw yer efforts go assunder
    Oot it comes like a clap o' thunder
    Ricochets aroon the room
    Michty me, a sonic boom!

    God almighty it fairly reeks;
    Hope I huvnae *sweary word* ma breeks
    Tae the bog I better scurry
    Aw whit the hell, its no ma worry.

    A'body roon aboot me chokin',
    Wan or two are nearly bokin'
    I'll feel better for a while
    Cannae help but raise a smile.

    Wis him! I shout with accusin glower,
    Alas too late, he's just keeled ower
    Ye dirty bugger they shout and stare
    I dinnae feel welcome ony mair.

    Where ere ye go let yer wind gang free
    Sounds like just the job fur me
    Whit a fuss at Rabbie's perty
    Ower the sake o ane wee ferty.

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