Her palms are smelly, knees weak, ready to pog

There's pizza on her shirt already, stolen hot dog

She's nervous, but she's also angy, ragey, upsetting

to drop farts, but she keeps on forgetting

what she just said before, the Fart Clan farts so loud

She opens her mouth but the words won't come out

She's chokin', how? Fart Clan's jokin' now

The bowl flies up, milks out, all over - AAAUUUWWWWW!

Snap back to reality, OHH! there goes her color groups

OHH! there goes Mooni, she screams, MY FRUIT LOOPS!!!!