There lived a woman named Gassy Gussy
with her food she was always quite fussy.
She only would eat, beans with no meat
but it made her tummy bloat up and get fussy.
She would eat a big plate of beans
washing it down with a warm pint of ale.
Then her belly would bloat, like an overfed goat
and her cheeks went from rose color, to quite pale.
One day It was said, Gassy Gussy must be dead
but never a body her neighbors had found.
All anyone seen, was a plate of beans licked clean
and said, was spotted flying overhead around town.
Hi Linda. All that gas should keep her flying round town for quite a while I should think. A very funny read well done. Regards Dave T.10/10 (poor old gassy gussy)
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LOL Linda I think she might have took off like a balloon when the air is let out.Very funny, cute