... and send it snoring.
Turbo sang this at the top of his lungs this morning, while dancing in the kitchen with me. You gotta love not-quite-right song lyrics.
Let's go fly a kite
Up to the highest height
Let's go fly a kite
and send it snoring (s/r soaring)
Up to the atta-sneer (s/r atmosphere)
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let's go.... fly a kite
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