I like

I like

I like to fart in polite company
I like to fart in un polite company

I like to fart on the bus and watch the pensioner blame the teenagers
"Young these days they got no respect they shout"
 
I just nod and smile struggle not to roll around laughing

I like to fart in a lift with manager trap with me in wiffy embrace
 
and with the tell-tale smile I shout "bottoms up"

You see as you get old life pleasures become less woman now see me as that sweet old guy

Employers think I'm over the hill

But when my mighty buttocks sing
 
Hurrah you see, you all know I'm still here

©Martin Hickman 2013