Fe Fi Fo Fum
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
I smell the
fried sausages
bacon and eggs
fried bread, toast,
mushrooms and
tomatoes.
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
Ismell the
Steak and kidney
pie, loads of potatoes
veggies galore and
buckets full of gravy
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
I smell the
Aftermath of beans
on toast, covered in
melted cheese, where
do I start the more I
eat the more I fart
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
I smell the
Dessert, jelly and
custard, spotted
dick to, jam rolly
polly and a chunk
of plum pie, all on
one plate piled up
high.
Now pass me a human
I need a tooth pick
Copyright © Daniel Cheeseman | Year Posted 2011
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