I knew a dude, who ate so much food, his bowels were ready for slaughter.
But when pooping time came, there was no flame, only sounded a ripsnorter.

After that loud fart, he said “that smarts!” and clutched at his crack.
As it turned out, he’d blown his spout, causing pain in his lower back.

He saw Dr. McCracken, who gave him a butt smackin’, and said “don’t be such a wimp!”
He wailed like lil girl, then finally his ass did hurl, and so his pickle did finally crimp.