Part 4 of 12 He'd fart a gavotte for a starter, And fizzle a fine serenata. He could play on his anus The Coriolanus: Oof, boom, er-tum, tootle, yum tah-dah! Send this poem to a friend 1 Part 3 of 12 This sparkling young farter from Sparta, His fart for no money would barter. He could roar from his rear Any scene from Shakespeare, Or Gilbert and Sullivan's Mikado. Send this poem to a friend 2 Part 2 of 12 He could vary, with proper persuasion, His fart to suit any occasion. He could fart like a flute, Like a lark, like a lute, This highly fartistic Caucasian. Send this poem to a friend 3 Part 1 of 12 There was a young fellow from Sparta, A really magnificent farter, On the strength of one bean He'd fart God Save the Queen, And Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. Send this poem to a friend 4 A studious professor named Nestor Bet a whore all his books he could best her. But she drained out his balls And skipped up the walls, Beseeching poor Nestor to rest her. Send this poem to a friend 5
