Baked Beans Poem by Phil Soar

Baked Beans

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I ate a tin of Heinz baked beans
And now there's wind about
But I have got my trousers on
And there is now way out

I expect my pants will take the brunt
Of gasses so explosive
And stain my jockey shorts for me
And make them seem erosive

Thursday, March 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense,silly
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Allport 16 March 2017

a funny poem? ....but remember Phil keep away from a naked flame because she might not like the bang!

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