A fart is your intestines way
Of having foreplay
With your anus
Before the flush
 
Oh the relief
I sigh and breath
Although not fresh air
Think I singed my butt hair
 
I push and strain
Oh the pain
I want to shout
Because it won’t come out
 
Little fart teased me
Thought it was the doody
Getting ready to come
But nooooo, it run
 
That’s okay
You just stay
I’ll get you
With a bottle of prune juice