Fart Bubbles fluff
Smokey and McGruff
In the woods they run
From a loaded Fart Gun

Run, Smokey and McGruff
Run, I say!
A big Fart Missile
Is heading your way!

New War Techniques
No tear gas or pepper spray
The Fart Missiles blasts
A much further way

If you think that’s funny
Wait til you see
What else the “New Congress”
Has up their sleeves

The new Cannons without balls
Instead filled with manure
That comes fresh and direct
From you local sewers

What is ammunition?
Future Generations will want to know
It will be a thing of the past
Replaced by hot air and gas

All Four of the Armed Services
Will have new Basic Training
Nothing else matters
If you have good butt aiming

Planes by the dozens
Dropping manure by the ton
On the terrorists who are laughing
And no longer run

Smell up our Country
And call it “Self-Defense”
Putting Aside
All Common Sense

So Run, Smokey and McGruff
Nothing can save us now
We’re all in dangers way
As the idiots take a bow