PIcking Up The Poo

Picking Up The Poo 

Picking up the poo

We’re picking up the poo

We’re feeling very righteous

Picking up the poo

 

Banging in the bag

We’re banging in the bag

It’s what we’re forced to do

Banging in the bag

 

Tying up the sack

We’re tying up that sack

Stops it smelling bad

Tying up the sack

 

Hanging in the tree

We’re hanging it in the tree

Nothing to do with me

Hanging in that tree

 

Drying in the sun

They’re drying in the sun

Presents for the birdies

Hanging in the sun

 

Come see the shit-trees

Come see those shit-trees

How happy we will be

Looking at those shit-trees

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