All In the Family Poop
I used to think grandpa was full of bull
So I took things he said with a spoonful
And knew he was kiddin’
When he won a ribbon
For first place in the fart finger pull
That of course made gram kind of jealous
But her farting was overzealous
Plus she shouted out
That she pushed one out
But the room stunk, so no need to tell us
Well Aunty tried getting in the game
But honestly her farts were quite lame
She’d yell out a ‘shush’
While lifting her tush
But we all silently felt her shame
Lastly, uncle was proclaimed the winner
When conducting his gas after dinner
He’d hit the high notes
Louder than ten goats
Then ripped some like a tuba beginner
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