This is not in the best of taste.


Farting In A Cathedral

I sit in church, my head bent in reverent prayer,
And that cunt of a vicar keeps rabbitting on
A load of daft fucking boring dreary old shit,
And I can feel a humungously big fart
Building up in my rectum, ready to go,
Oh holy fucking christ, the fart is on the loose
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP!
And it echoes through the cathedral's cloisters
Like a huge bloody anal hydrogen bomb.
And that is not all, there is a follow through:
A mighty turd plops out, a good twelve incher,
How fortunate my old pants were round my knees,
And when the congregation gets their first whiff
I am knocked aside in the battle to get
A gobful of my glorious anal output.
Yum! Yum! Yum! Yum! the cute little choristers sing.





Poetry by Edna Sweetlove
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Written on 2006-09-21 at 00:37

Tags Religion  Humour  Humor 

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Audrey Barber
Ha Ha Ha, This is so funny well be honest tell did you actually let it go..
2006-09-21