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Click here"There is a stinking rotting corpse,
Buried beneath my floor.
She must have died from "Rotten Crotch,"
Because she was a whore!"
This is what the owner'd told him,
As they rushed to the scene.
When they got there he held his nose,
What he smelled, was obscene!
The young cop groaned "That sure does stink,
It smells like rotton "snatch!"
"Guess I'd better call the station,
And see who they'll dispatch!"
They waited for the detectives,
And a Coroner's van.
Mutt and Jeff got right on the job,
And used both hands to fan!
"Msan oh man" groaned out little Mutt,
"That smell is like your feet!"
"Go on Mutt" Jeff growled back at him,
"This smell is too damned sweet!"
The first policeman on the scene,
Said "I think that's a whore,
I think she's dead from Rotton Crotch,
And buried neath this floor!"
The Techies all put on their masks,
And grabbed crowbars and picks!
They soon had the floor all torn up,
What they found made them sick!
They'd found an old woman asleep,
With her legs wide apart.
The woman wasn't dead at all,
But had just let a fart!
The owner turned to the police,
And moaned "What can I do?"
The cops leaving grinned and told him,
"Better use a fan, Phew!!"