John could not believe he was so out of luck
In a storm with Rodney he was unfortunately stuck
Rodney was complaining about his guts
As he had decided to eat more than 20 donuts
He had followed those up with a dozen jam tarts
As a result of which he had developed bad farts
John dreaded to think how the night would be spent
Sharing with Rodney a tiny pup tent
As they coughed and they choked in air that was stinking
John wondered "Why did you bring him?"
"Oh what were you thinking?"