I want to ionize the air
With the fins of ceiling fans
I will suck and pull it through
With magnetic types of trends
I'll want a filter on the top
To get all the goop and grime
I’ll put a band for strapping
To use it on all designs
So let’s strap this little thing on
Then I’ll let it turn the fan
So it pushes on a tilt
Then I’ll get the air to bend
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