Wag it off

Pretty butterfies flying around
New flowers being planted in the ground
With kids swimming in the pool

 

White little flurries flying around
Each not even weighing a pound
And perfect for running around
 

Picture a villain 
Just sitting and chilling
In his stolen gold throne

All comfy and soft
In a bed in the loft
And snoring like a gorilla 

Simpsons 

My body is yellow
My head is too
But in some ways I'm the same as you