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| TO THE FART...
At times it is silent, at times it is not When you'd like it to happen, it just won't
come out The evil ones reek and embarrass us so I know it's a function we can't live
without, Men light them on fire - it amuses them so I can't figure why after eating good food So here's to the fart, our warm smelly
friend
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