I am the
And I am the lint in your belly button.
Now there is no need to get mad,
And there is no need to pout.
If you want me out,
Just shake your belly up and down and around about,
And shout, “Sauerkraut! Sauerkraut!
Get Out! Out! Out!
Get out of my belly button;
You silly old Nuttonglutton!”
Jay J. Kaylin