There was a young fellow from Merstham Who had boils on his bum and he cursed 'em When he sat on a chair 'Twas too much to bear So he got a sharp knife and he burst 'em.
But while I'm waiting for consensus, this was one was a corker thanks to Bobby Digital's superb ending line: Projoy: When darkness doth shroud the Black Sea Fat German: Milosevich nips out for a pee Norma: When missiles start falling JLE: While nature is calling Bobby Digital: Just do up yer zipper, and flee!
When the man from Del Monte said "Yes!" The peasants all made such a mess With their juices a-flow At tuppence a go And a flavour I'm sure you can guess...