A legendary and tragic figure, who was cursed with
unusually noxious and persistent flatulence. Other than his terrible condition, little is known of William except this poem, the origin of which is also a
mystery:
Children, sit down and I'll tell you the tail
of a man whose gas triggers the richter scale.
He's seven feet tall and engulfed by mist
with more punch in his arse than he has in his fist.
William Queef Oh William Queef,
with flatulence beyond belief.
William Queef Oh William Queef,
your bowels black and packed with beef.
Children there's more of his tail to tell,
for skunks depart when they catch his smell.
And even with satan he may not dwell
for there's already way too much sulfur in hell.
Billy Queef, bad Billy Queef,
your fumes surround us like a wreath.
We all fear the bite of the mouth with no teeth,
Oh mighty borborygmus chief!
If anyone has more information on William, then please,
node what you know.