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
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