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Ploop

Walking outside i begin to wonder.. why don't birds have toilets in the trees Probably would have to pay fees Instead they poop on our heads While we get mad they nest in their beds Some eat out of the trash While we are stuck cleaning up their stash Stinky birds.. I curse them with words just too busy complaining bout my life being hard now there's birds swooping in the yard ploop ploop Swoop swoop Oh wonderful one just pooped

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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