There once was a boy who farted all day,

[Verse 1] There once was a boy who farted all day, Every hour, every minute, he’d blast it away. His smell filled the air, no friends came to stay, Lonely and stinky, that was his way. [Verse 2] Other kids laughed and ran far from his door, Even mom and dad wouldn’t cross that floor. He cried in his room, feeling rotten to the core, Dreamed of no farts, friends, and something more. [Verse 3] One day he thought: “I’ll fix this curse inside!” He stuck in his finger — no gas could slide. Sat there for hours, holding tight with pride, Then boom! He exploded — moral’s bona fide. [Chorus] Don’t hold it in, don’t hold it in — Better to stink than blow up your skin! Don’t hold it in, don’t lock what’s within — Let it all out — that’s how you win!