Farts are smelly, farts are gross
When you feel a fart coming
Your air you must make the most
Farts fill the air with their putrid smell
How long they'll stay they never tell
Smell the fart coming: it's coming for you
Oh no! It'll make you turn red
And make you wish you were on the toilet instead.
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