Marsey Factory

O say can you shart, in the local Walmart?

What so proudly expelled from anus' last leaking

Whose broad streaks and brown stars through the perilous blight

O'er the aisles we watched shit, gallantly streaming

And mutts nappy hair, negroes everywhere

Give proof that our race is 56% disgrace

O say, does that shiet-spangled bummer yet cut

O'er the land of the shart and the home of the mutt