Seminole Wind (a gassy lyric parody)

Apologies in advance. Bobby Joe has returned with one of his disgusting parodies. 

Potty humor ahead!

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Seminole Wind
(©2016 Bobby Joe Parody Lyrics)

(parody of John Anderson's "Seminole Wind")

Ever since we planted food
Men would fart, oh it's been crude
They eat their greens with attitude
And flaunt their stinky holes
'Cause way down south in their lower bowels
With the gas running wild making up new vowels
The raffinose and galactose growl
In the gut of the Seminole

So rip, rip Seminole wind
Fart like you're never gonna fart again
It's smelling nasty like an un-wiped end
And I can barely stand
Yeah, rip, rip from the onions and greens
Brussels sprouts, lentils, cabbage and beans
Fart across the home of the Seminole
Yeah, let it waft across the land

Time went on, things went too far
And in the name of veggie farts
Organic farms and big salad bars
They made "pull my finger" jokes
And the last time that I went down there
I lit a match to clear the air
I listened close and I heard the ghost
Of Osceola choke

So rip, rip Seminole wind
Fart like you're never gonna fart again
It's smelling nasty like an un-wiped end
And I can barely stand
Yeah, rip, rip from the onions and greens
Brussels sprouts, lentils, cabbage and beans
Fart across the home of the Seminole
Yeah, let it waft across the land