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Jan 2015
Whilst strolling in the countryside    
I had time to dwell    
On deeply profound questions    
Like: Do badger farts have a smell?    
      
I pondered as I wandered    
On this important thought    
And then I found a badger sett    
And so I thought I ought    
      
To settle this complex question    
That had bothered me all day    
I stuck my silly head down there    
Boy was I was made to pay    
      
For when a badger thinks he’s trapped    
He lets  go a tremendous ****    
The stench was green and nauseous
And **** near stopped my heart    
      
Trying to withdraw in haste    
I ran out of luck    
For no matter how I wriggled    
My head was  firmly stuck    
      
A passer by chanced on me    
But he was not a friend    
He stole my shoes and trousers    
Exposing my rear end    
      
The farmer who dug me out  
Laughed until he cried    
I had to walk home bare of ****    
Whilst covering my pride    
      
So now I've learned a lesson    
With experiments to be frugal    
I’ll wait until I get back home    
And look it up on Google
(Would you believe this question is actually answered on Google?)   :-)
John Milligan
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John Milligan  Oldham
(Oldham)   
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