You're a mean one, Nala Butt
You cuts they really smell.
They're as cuddly as a cactus,
And as charming as an eel,
Nala Buuu-utt!
Smells like a banana,
With a greasy black peel!

You're a monster, Nala Butt!
Your farts are nasty foul.
Your butt is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your bowel,
Nala Buuu-utt!
I wouldn't touch you
With a Eighty-eight-and-a-half foot pole!

You're a vile one, Nala Butt!
You blast farts that are so vile.
They have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile,
Nala Buuu-utt!
Given the choice between the two of you,
I'd take the...seasick crocodile!

You're a foul one, Nala Butt!
You're a nasty, wasty skunk!
Your farts are full of unwashed socks.
Your bowel is full of gunk,
Nala Buuu-utt!
There are words that might describe you
These don't come close, and I quote,
"Stink, stank, stunk!"

That was rotten, Nala Butt!
You're the king of smelly farts!
Your fart's are dead tomatoes,
Splotched with moldy, purple spots,
Nala Buuu-utt!
Your bowel is an appalling dung-heap,
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable,
Mangled-up in tangled-up knots!

You nauseate me, Nala Butt!
With a nauseous super naus!
You're a crooked jerky jobber,
And you ooze a smelly sauce,
Nala Buuu-utt!
That's a three-decker sauerkraut
and toadstool sandwich,
With arsenic sauce!