Pardon My Parody: What Happens In San Francisco
...and with apologies to Tony Bennett.
I smelled a fart in San Francisco,
It wafted out across the Bay.
An Oakland breeze just blew it back,
A tourist gasped, "A gas attack!"
A drag queen shrieked, "Oy vey!
That's gross!", and swooned away.
Who cut that fart in San Francisco
The CIA is keen to see.
If they find out it's from North Korea or Iran,
It could be the fart that started World War III.
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