This morning, just for a laugh
I did a poop upon your path.
Not a nice or legal thing to do.
So, why did I lay one for you?
You take your pooch out for a shit
but never care to clean up it.
I don’t blame the dog, it is your job
to clear it’s stinky, sticky blob.
It’s the right thing to do.
I should not have shit on my shoe.
And so my do-do lays there, curled
like a question mark, to rock your world.
And if my point is not quite clear,
tomorrow it’ll be diarrhoea.