Charlie Martin was always fartn
Charlie Martin was always fart’n
Thanks to his mama, Mrs. Martin
Beans for breakfast, beans for lunch
Never salt, sugar, or anything with crunch
Baked beans, lima beans, chili beans too
Sometimes in a Shepard’s pie, sometimes in a stew
Kid who sits in school in Martin’s row
Says Martin's beanie aroma curls his big toe
A skunk is not as offensive, said Little Gee
I bet at four o’clock his mama serves bean tea.
Charlie Martin knew he was stinky.
But his input in home menus was really dinky.
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