Mozfart

Mozfart, like his brother was possessed of rare ability Performing in Vienna for European Nobility Farts of such, power, passion and brilliance His pants we're reinforced for extra resilience Amazing you'd think to have a musical bottom But wouldn't recitals perhaps get a bit rotten But although be blew through a rather large horn The accompaniments were pleasant, I'm pleased to inform For not only could Mozfart trump his brothers Sonatas Without the use of additional apparatus With variable, fragrance, flatulence was he also empowered And could make his blow-offs smell like a field full of flowers Mozfart's trumper was a musical revelation Where ever he went he was quite a sensation Farting Bach's Concerto in packed auditoriums Then making it smell of roses for standing ovations This attention put his brother in such a foul mood He put a tub of fart power in poor Mozfart food To deliver his grand finale the maestro bent low And as he exploded took out half the front row Although he died tragically He lived his life magically So next time you think you're about to drop a potty Think of poor Mozfart and his amazingly musical botty