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DAD'S EXPLODING UNDERPANTS

Dad's exploding underpants
blow up every day,
so keep well down, don't look up,
try to run away

For they're a deadly weapon,
out to make a stink,
with their pretty patterns
and ribbons nice and pink.

But there's no bang or blast,
just a hissing sound,
as dad's exploding underpants
lift him off the ground.

He flies into the sky
not knowing which way to go,
with green and ghastly gases
blowing from below.

Then suddenly he stops,
he can't go any higher,
there's a horrible smell
as his bottom catches fire.

And so the show is over
as dad finds a parachute
before coming down to earth
in half his birthday suit!




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