He'd laugh and say 'That was a beauty!'
One day a tomato went down
This one caused more than a frown
With hands on hips
He farted out pips
There were injuries all over town
After eating a banana so yellow
The smell wasn't overly mellow
He thought that this meal
Had extra ap-peel
And the skids in his pants made him bellow
But one day a pineapple fart
Signalled the end for old Bart
This guff I'm afraid
Went off like a grenade
And his fruitbowl arsehole fell apart
There's a moral here to be had
Too much fruit makes your brahmas smell bad
Too much acid abuse
When you let a fart loose
And your arsehole will smart, just a tad!
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