entered when the toilet roll is almost empty sponsored by sandra kendrick
They created a scamdemic what a filthy nasty lie Then they lined 'em up to get the jab or else you're gonna die Side affects are bodily but there is another scam Shortages of dunny paper create a traffic jam One would have thought that food would be the major focus But no the human race has lost all form of locus So me I'm running where the vegetation's lush Not so hard to find some green when I'm caught short in the bush But where the growth of trees and plants are often rather sparse Hard to find material on which to wipe my ass I stand in awe whilst I do watch the rush for toilet paper Don't they realise it's all part of a dirty criminal caper There are places I have utilised to aid my body function No doubt I would have spread some seed I do it without unction Garden shrubs on city streets provide a hiding spot Luckily I've not been caught they'd think it;s ME!!!! who's lost the plot Sometimes I've utilised a culvert number one or two You've gotta take whatever's when you're busting for a poo And when there's need to clean one's self whilst running in the scrub Smooth stones or straight sticks I've often used why don't you join the club Footnote: A stern warning from an old bushie who has spent years around a camp fire with a billy of tea NEVER STIR YOUR TEA WITH A STRAIGHT STICK1111
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entered when the toilet roll is almost empty sponsored by sandra kendrick