If You Had a Colon Like One Eyes Toot

If you had a colon like one eyed Toot You would be lifting and yelling “oh, shoot!” A raunchy old chair Foul smell in the air With each step you take, expelling a toot If you had a colon like freckled Joe At parties we’d all know where not to go Your unique perfume Clouding up living room Your rear end sending out a steady blow If you had a colon like two toed Mack You would not be invited much in the sack You might get lucky With one town ducky But you would never be invited back