Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Along came a spider
And sat down beside her
And said, "You really eat that shit?!"

Mary, Mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
It's none of your damned business.

Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner
Eating his Christmas pie
He stuck in his thumb
And pulled out a plum
And said, "We had the same shit last year!"

Or

And said, "They expect me to eat this shit?!"