I like tales that come straight from the boozer,

Those tales that likely make you snort your beer,

Laugh and fart at the same time like a loser,

But still laugh out loud without any fear,

Let’s be honest — most tales are bloody dull,

Your eyes glaze over and you start to nod,

While you work out if it’s a load of bull,

But other folk get their pants in a wad,

There is some nonsense going on here,

Explain What’s wrong with making people smile,

Or writing that is daft but full of cheer?

I reckon we should let go for a while,

To me, that’s the stuff that really matters,

When a fart leaves your trousers in tatters.