O' Brother Where Fart Thou?
Some Doris Day classics:
I just blew in from the windy city
By the light of the silvery fart
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My father was a farter
He farted day and night
And he created so much wind
That we could fly our kite
Over the hills and fart away
Our kite it flew and flew
But finally it crashed down to earth
When father followed through