Saturday, 24 January 2009

Ode Tae A Fart.

Hi my friends here is a wee bit of silly houmor about what can happen when you have had a Scottish Haggis Supper. Sit doon get oot the hankeys and have a good chuckle!!!!!
Oh what a sleekit horrible beastie
Lurks in your belly efter the feastie
Just as ye sit doon among yer kin
There sterts to stir an enormouse wind
The neeps and tatties and mushy peas
Stert workin like a gentale breeze
But soon the puddin wi the sauncie face
Will have ye blawing all ower the place

Nae matter whit the hell ye dae
A'body's gonnae hiv tae pay
Even if ye try tae stifle
It's like a bullet oot a rifle
Hawd your bum tight tae the chair
Tae try and stop the leakin air
Shifty yersel fae cheek tae cheek
Pray 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 hivnae shit ma breeks
Tae the bog I better scurry
Aw whit the hell it's 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
Wiz him I shout with accusin glower
Alas too late , he's just keeled ower
Ye dirty bugger they shout and stare
A didnnae feel welcome any mair

Where e'ere ye be let yer wind gan' free
Sounds like just the job fur me
Whit a fuss at Rabbie's Party
Ower the sake of wan wee FARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SENT IN BY NANCYBROWNOWL BUT THE POET IS ANONYMOUS

5 comments:

Trees said...

I truly had a great laugh with this poem. Only you my friend could write that. It is fabulous.

sober white women said...

LOL this is to funny!
Kelli

debbie said...

HELLO FRIEND,
MINNIE AND FERGUS ARE JUST PRECIOUS. I, TOO AM NEW TO THE BLOGGING WORLD. I WOULD CONSIDER IT AN HONOR TO HAVE YOU VISIT MY HUMBLE BLOG. I HAVE NEVER BEEN OUTSIDE OF THE USA AND BARELY FROM MY LITTLE HOME STATE OF OKLAHOMA.
I HAVE A SILVER RESCUE SCHAUZNER AND TWO CATS. I AM AN EMPTY NESTER UNTIL MY DAUGHTER BECAME ILL AND CAME BACK HOME TO LIVE...BUT SHE IS ON THE MENDS NOW.
HAVE A WONDERFUL EVENING
debbie

DB said...

Very funny in soothe. Burns would be proud. DB

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