I didn't write this, it's too good. It's by Tim Key, poet and shambles. He writes poems and that.
The Bad Gentleman put some powder in his knickers And shuffled through security. Once in his seat, The Bad Gentleman watched a film. It was the one about Edith Piaf (not a bad film), But he couldn’t really get into it because it had subtitles And because he kept thinking about the fact that he had to blow his dick up. Then he speculated how angry the gaffer would be if he came home Without an exploded plane-load of westerners. In the end he made a half-hearted attempt to make the plane go bang, But he screamed when his knob caught fire and the brave Westerners jumped on him and twisted his arms behind his back And extinguished his privates. Well, when he landed everyone treated him like shit and It was excruciating when he did a piss. He felt like a right plum.
- Tim Key
I didn't make it!
but being a bad gentleman is a disgrace to the code!