Dung Roaming

[Poo and poop... same thing] * See the little beetle how he likes to gather poop To him a herd of elephants is something of a scoop Some poop is firm and some is soft and if it’s what you wish The little beetle likes to share so did you bring a dish The little beetle likes to roam, he’s got friends everywhere He started in South Africa, his family live there And honestly it’s really true although it sounds preposterous He even ate the poop fresh out of a mad rhinoceros Next he went to Aussie land and watched a hunting man Who had to catch his breakfast with a worn out boomerang Our beetle had his lunch and it would soon be good to eat He lay it on a flattened rock and left it there to heat Once the sun had made his poop all crispy but not fried He licked his lips, he knew it would be soft on the inside He didn’t need to go and throw around a boomerang He had a nice packed lunch which was a yummy poo meringue Final stop was Britain where he found a burger bar Oh, he said, that seems to be where all the people are He went inside and took a seat, he didn’t need to queue For in his plastic lunchbox he had lots of tasty poo First he ate a squidgy bit, his fave because it’s soft The next was one he had to crunch but something made him cough Some crumbs stuck in his throat and a few bounced off the table To land in the McNuggets of a lady we’ll call Mable Now Mable had some children and they made him feel quite sick He tried hard to ignore them as he gave his poop a lick Those kids were so disgusting that they made him want to scream How can they let kids in here if they’re gonna eat ice cream