God Help
A turd up the **** ready to go
To be dropped like a bomb
On target down below obliteration
Feel it in the tubes free fall death
Don’t wanna be under it oh no
No bomb ever made compares
To my butt turd just to launch
Countdown begins to go go!
My kecks are down on target
Squeeze it out there it goes
Turd on target God help you all!
[ to the tune of The Lonely Goatherd ]
High on a hill sat a lonely goat turd;
He was by himself ‘cuz the goat was through.
Waiting to be eaten by a gross bird
And recycled, turd times two!
Who comes along, but a fair dung beetle,
On sturdy legs that were big and strong.
He called to her, yes, he softly wheedled,
“Baby, won’t you dance along?”
Then they danced through the meadow.
Then they rolled down the hill.
He fancied he was her beau
Man, this was such a thrill!
She took him back to her hidey-hidey,
Shaping up to be a dream come true!
When she trimmed him down ‘cuz he was too widey,
finally, he thought to think it through.
Now he’s the meal of a fair dung beetle;
Kids came home and had a snack or two.
And he’s kinda wishing he’d been eaten by that eagle;
At least with one bite it would be through!
Often referred to as the woody core, hemp hurd is the soft inner core of the hemp plant stem. It is highly absorbent and rich in cellulose and great thermal and acoustic properties. The hurd can be used in two different forms:
unsettling words from you I've heard
I understand your following the herd
separate the flax from the hurd
and you got me, I'm not a turd
so pleae don't call me names just because I don't share your point of view
I BE I YOU BE YOU
Believing and Receiving or Faking and Taking:
Working and Doing or Slacking and Talking:
Raising and Praising or Downing and Cursing
Praying and Relating or Mocking and Dividing:
Living and Giving or Dying and Stealing:
Seeking and Finding or Whining and Crying:
Jack is a cop from Kentucky
smart kinda bloke, very lucky
asked to pick up a turd
driver don't be absurd!
you bag it, I'll tag it you curd
Contest: State limerick poetry contest
Sponsor: Kevin Shaw
Written 17/07/2019
There are some very hilarious words
One, in particular, is the funny word "turd"
Where did it originate
Probably in grade eight
When some kid was trying to say the word third
I almost stepped in some doggy pooh
Would've covered the sole of my shoe
Why can't folk use a scoop
to pick up THEIR dog's poop
Like sensible dog owners will do
It's a good job hubby had his torch - grr dog pooh its my pet hate!
3/15/19
There are some very hilarious words
One, in particular, is the funny word "turd"
Where did it originate
Probably in grade eight
When some kid was trying to say the word third
There are some very hilarious words
One, in particular, is the funny word "turd"
Where did it originate
Probably in grade eight
When some kid was trying to say the word third
Pavement Turd
Brown turd in the sun. Just like the bloody song. Brown turd by the wall. The dog's done a big crap over there. Ready for the unwary. Look at the brown dog turd. It steams in the sun. Freshly laid. Almost a work of art. Don't step in it. You'll really smell bad!
I refuse to feel like a turd in the grass
Laying there till I become petrified
No one coming to pick me up
They see me as the low of the low
Laying there till I become petrified
Of no value to anyone else
They see me as the low of the low
I lay here alone in the tall grass
Of no value to anyone else
Is this all there is to my existance
I lay here alone in the tall grass
It is time for me to rise to my feet
Is this all there is to my existence
This is not the life of which I dreamed
It is time for me to rise to my feet
Passion for living energizes my life
This is not the life of which I dreamed
No one coming to pick me up
It's time for me to rise to my feet
I refuse to feel like a turd in the grass
Dedicated to Colleen Bono, she always jokes
that I can write about a Turd in the grass
and make it sound good. This one is for you Kiddo
THE TURD STAYED IN
THE TURD STAYED IN
WHILE I WAS THERE FOR AN HOUR
AS IT CAME OUT SLOW AND HARD
MY MOUTH TASTED SOUR
A FART HERE AND THERE
SMELLED UP THE AIR
BUT IT HURT DOWN THERE
SO I DIDN’T CARE
I COULDN’T HELP THE SMELL
WHEN IT CAME OUT OF MY TAIL
SO IF YOU SEE THE DOOR CLOSE
HOLD YOUR NOSE
BECAUSE I DON’T ALWAYS SMELL
LIKE A ROSE
BY: ADELLA JACKSON MY MOTHER
03/03/09
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