Reeking

I was about to do a parody of "Feelings - wo-o-o feelings", about the French moonbat's big heart, but it turned out differently.

Reeking, nothing more than reeking,
Trying to forget my smelling of sludge,
Pee drops rolling down on my face,
Trying to forget my smelling of sludge.

Reeking, for my short life I'm stinky.
I wish I've never met you, Bush,
You'll not bomb me again.

Reekings, wo-o-o reeking,
Wo-o-o, smelling up my own lair.

Reeking, reeking
Like I'm wearing poo poo
And reekings like I'll never
Wash poo back out of my hair

Reeking, for my short life I'm stinky.
I wish I've never met you, Bush;
You'll not bomb me again.

Reeking, reekings like I'm
Buried in poo
And reeking like I'll never shampoo
Again in my life.

Reeking, wo-o-o reeking,
Wo-o-o, reeking up down in my lair.
Reeking…