Flutter, flap, flitter, and fly,
I see the birds as they pass on by.
Spring, leap, hippity hop,
Don’t those bunnies ever stop?
Bizz, Buzz, what’s that sound?
There’s a little bumblebee racing around.
By golly, it works!
I knew that it would.
By golly, it works!
Well, it certainly should.
We’ve spent quite a few years perfecting the art,
Of sneaking the squeakiest, leakiest fart!
