Fuel For Thought

Gas prices on the rise again? Folks don't know what to do? I've found a tiny solution, It's fuel made of doggie doo! Several pints of canola oil, Perhaps an egg or two; Stir in a quart of bourbon, Add ammonia and borax too! A touch of secret ingredients, I can't share more with you; Now just a touch to set it off, It's good ol' doggie doo! I've got me the biggest shovel, I'm attackin' every lawn; Draggin' behind a garbage can, I'm scoopin' 'til the break of dawn! An outdoor lab in the yard, Plus granma's rusty kettle; Mix in all the components, While the dog doo tests my mettle! A hard day's work equals fuel, Enough to last three weeks; My face is turnin' black and blue, On both sides of my cheeks! With a funnel, I'm pourin' it in, I can't wait to turn the ignition; "WHAM! BOOM!...KA-POW!!" This car's on a brand new mission! Cruisin' around the neighborhood, I'm giddy as a goofy lark; My wife prefers to take the bus, While I'm drivin' through the park! A hundred miles per gallon, Zero to sixty in three; Don't tell nobody in politics, Especially those in D.C.! Someday I'll be a billionaire, Go ahead, call me a fool; Who would believe a country bum, That plays with doggie doo?