F*g tree

A Poem by Lid Man

In the garden dig the hole
Bury f*g butts that's the goal
Wait to see if f*g trees grow
Not that likely don't you know
In the soil these f*g butts hide
On the soil patch left hand side
Dig the hole so no one knows
Including when the land lord shows
Can't show where they start their life
By water tank I'll be in strife
In airing cupboard so Dave don't know
Under tank he'll never know