With a song in my fart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a toot at the start
But it soon is a hymn to your grace.
When the music swells
I breathe through my hand
It tells you I'm standing near, and—
At the sound of its voice
I have opened my portal to you.
Can I help but rejoice
That a song such as mine bubbles through?
But I always knew
I would live life through
With a song in my fart foooooooooooooooor you.
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