The sun is bright,
The sky is dark,
My room is light,
And I happened to fart,
My lamp is dim,
While my room is hot,
My mood is grim,
And I happened to fart,
my dad is old,
Our tree is bark,
He cuts it down,
And I happened to fart,
round and round the sun goes down,
my dad draws what he calls art,
The painting is brown as I look with a frown,
And I just so happened to fart,
its night time now,
And the moon is shaped like a heart,
I hit the chair and said "ow",
And I happened to fart
The sky is dark,
My room is light,
And I happened to fart,
My lamp is dim,
While my room is hot,
My mood is grim,
And I happened to fart,
my dad is old,
Our tree is bark,
He cuts it down,
And I happened to fart,
round and round the sun goes down,
my dad draws what he calls art,
The painting is brown as I look with a frown,
And I just so happened to fart,
its night time now,
And the moon is shaped like a heart,
I hit the chair and said "ow",
And I happened to fart
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