Hey! Who said the Challenge! was over?? If we're gonna be the Thread of the Week, let's don't be the "Dead" Thread of the Week, OK? Keep writing, Challenge!rs!!

And to put my Kudu where my mouth is (yuk!), here's another little romantic ditty for you all:

A Summer Song
(Tune: A Summer Song by Chad & Jeremy)

Turds flyin' in the summer breeze,
Snappin' off the silver leafs,
As they whiz by.

Soft spongy dung on summer days,
Spittin' all our cares away,
Just you and I.

Sweet tangy smells of summer nights,
Remembering long distance flights,
In the noon day sky.

Chorus:
They say that all good things come out one end,
All great turds must fall,
But don't you know that it hurts me so,
To breathe but not to spit,
Wish I didn't have to taste,
These wads of shit.

But when the rain
Washes the chunks down the drain,
I'll think of summer days again,
And dream of you.

Second Chorus:
Although I tried so hard to be the best,
A great new Dungmeister,
I breathed in, not out, and lost the bout,
And then I turned bright blue,
I could hardly breathe to talk,
Much less to shout!

But when the rain
Washes the chunks down the drain,
I'll think of summer days again,
And dream of you,
And dream of you.