Grunthos (The Flatulent):
ODE TO A SMALL LUMP OF GREEN PUTTY I FOUND IN MY ARMPIT ONE MIDSUMMER MORNING
PUTTY PUTTY PUTTY
GREEN PUTTY - GRUTTY PEEN
GRARMPITUTTY - MORNING!
PRIDSUTTER - GRORNING UTTY!
DISCOVERY....OH!
PUTTY?....ARMPIT?
ARMPIT....PUTTY.
NOT EVEN A PARTICULARLY
NICE SHADE OF GREEN
(in the reading of) four of his audience died of internal hemmoraging, and the president of the Mid-Galactic Arts Council only survived by gnawing one of his legs off.
Grunthos is reported to have been "disappointed" by the reception, and was about to embark upon his 12-book epic entitled "Zen and The Art Of Going To The Lavatory", when his own major intestine, in a desperate attempt to save lifekind, leapt straight up through his neck and throttled his brain!
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