Wet and Bubbly farts

In moments of release, a sound so strange,
An ode to farts, that change and rearrange.
For some, a joy is found in bubbly bliss,
With wet whispers, a quack they cannot miss.

No need to part, nor cheeks to separate,
Just a gentle push, a symphony innate.
With every gasp, a symphony is made,
A flurrpt! and bllbbrrt! serenade.

Bare cheeks, a canvas for the sound to dance,
As flapping cheeks provide a playful trance.
Oh, the wonder of these musical notes,
Delighting in the sound as it floats.

So may the farts bring laughter to our days,
In simple language, their charm displays.
A symphony of quacks, a cheeky delight,
As farts emerge, embracing the light.