She came to me, looking so downhearted, And sort of shy, like she might have farted. She told that me she had just done a poo, But that it had not gone, down the loo. . In tissue wrapped she decided to throw, Her deposit from the bathroom window. Her days was just not a great day of luck, Whilst retrieving the poo she got quite 'stuck'. Anyone want to carry on~? Several folkie tunes available for this one.
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