Stranded adrift in a field of grass
The sad Turd came from a cow's a$$

Being a stinky Turd is Lonely
Not to mention looking homely

The Turd just wanted to marry a Princess
He had high hopes, nothing more, nothing less

So the Turd rolled down the grassy knoll
Where he came upon a sassy Troll

Said the Turd to the Troll, "Sir can you help me become a King?"

So replied the Troll to the Turd, "Why yes I can but for me you must sing."

So sang the Turd for the Troll, "Oh Princess I want to make you the Queen of Farts"

Smiled the Troll he did and spaketh to the Turd,
"The Lonely Turd who would become King"

The Turd smiled with love at the Troll,
And off they strolled, and both did they sing.
The Troll, his new friend. The Turd who would become King