Burt

There once was a man,

His name was Burt,

And Burt was a player - 

He liked to flirt. 

He'd garner some pity

By looking hurt,

Then eat all the buttons

Off of his shirt. 

The girls would all laugh

And watch him dance,

They thought he was cute

Upon second glance.

They'd fly off and book

A room in France,

And that'd be when Burt

Would lose the pants. 

**note: The part about Burt eating the buttons off his shirt is from a poem called 'Dilly Dilly Picalilli' - and served as the inspiration for the rest.