The Farta From Sparta

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The Farta From Sparta

There was a young fellow from Sparta
Who was really a magnificent farter.
On the strength on one bean
He'd fart God Save the Queen
And Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata.

He could vary with proper persuasion
His farts to suit any occasion.
He could fart like a flute,
Like a lark, like a lute,
This highly fartistic Caucasian.

He'dfartagavotteforastarter
Andfizzleafineseronata.
Hecouldplayonhisanus
Thecoriolanus,
Oofboomer-tumtootleyumtah-tah.

HewasgreatintheChristmascantata.
Hecoulddouble-stopfartthetoccata.
He'dboomfromhisass
Bach'sBminorMass
Andincounterpoint,LaTraviata.

Spurredonbyaveryhighwager
WithanenviousLieutenantMajor.
Heproceededtofart
Thecompleteoboepart
OfaHaydenOctetinBMajor.

Itwentoffinthecapitalstyle,
Andhefarteditthroughwithasmile.
Thenfeelingquitejolly
Hetriedthefinale
Blowingdouble-stoppedfartsallthewhile.

Theselectionwastoughweadmit,
Butitdidnotdismayhimonebit.
Thenwithassthrownaloft
Hesuddenlycoughed
Andcollapsedinashowerof…
 


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