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poo upon
I feed the seagulls in the morning sitting on a bench
When my sister looked at me and said in quite content
Miriam don’t feed those seagulls there’ll poo on your head
I ignored her and instead….
They pooed on her head
She wasn’t amused at all
She didn’t even snarl
Now every time we see her we say in good tent
Have you been pooed upon lately
Not even on your head
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