'how Could I Resist This Challenge' - Updated Collaboration With Jan Allison
(What Susie Did Next)
Little Susie had peed her new pants
Such an unfortunate circumstance
In front of her mother
She blushed a red colour …
Then invented the ‘Wet knickers’ dance!
Mum's reaction to this was not cool
As Sue pranced around like a fool
To add to her woe
More started to flow
Down her leg and formed into a Pool
Susie knew right away, she was Toast
With her face turning pale as a ghost
When the Cork in her ass
Shot out with the gas
And Mother got blasted the most
Desperately needing a breath of fresh air
We ran out of the house in a state of despair
It is far from a joke
To splutter and choke
On a stench that melts noses and frizzles our hair
In disgrace, she stomped off to the shed
Where a cunning plan entered her head
Her gas mask condition
Needed stiff competition
So she's joined a 'Gas' Commune instead
Sue was accepted as one of the troupe
After she curdled Cow’s milk into soup
And when it got dark
She thought it a lark
To 'Blue Flame' her gas for the group
In a national contest for which she was keen
She entered to take on the best there has been
But to Susie’s surprise
They gave the Top Prize
To a bloke that farted 'God Save The Queen'
'Porton Down' is off limits so no one can see
The 'Boffins' who work in white coats, secretly
MI6 sniffed around
And Susie was found
Then Pressed into service as their new WMD
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