Gas Caster
Oh I'm the master of disaster
Wielding my big ass blaster
Stink up the room like a dreaded dark caster
Feed my gas with cheese and chili
From the other room ya here "goddamn Willie"
With cackle I huff and puff
Release the gas of smelly stuff
Ain't no one badder than me
Even chuck Norris would say "enough"
So when they speak of the great offender
Pray you have a spray to be your defender
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