Burns Poem

[Ronnie W.]

TAE A FART,

Oh wit a sleekit horrible beastie,

Lurks in yer belly efter a feastie,

nae maiter wit u dae,

abdys gonna hiv tae pay,

even if yae try tae stiffle,

it's lyk a bullet oot a rifle,

hawd ur bum tight tae the chair,

tae try n stop the leakin air,

shimmy yersel fae cheek tae cheek,

n pray tae god it disnae reek,

Oot it comes lyk a clap o thunder,

Ricochets aroon th room,

Michty me a sonic boom!

God almichty it fairly reeks,

Hope I huvnae shit ma Breeks.

[mumof4]

LOL, oh i do like that.

[Bigjeeze]

Is that Burns or Mcgonagle?