Very funny - I question that
The humour here is pretty flat
So try and raise the bar up higher
Ye might even see this on a flyer
And why the need to talk about faeces
I thought we were the superior species
But alas it seems the common ground
Be it solid, runny beige or brown
So off I toddle, to bang some pots
I need my food to cheer on the Scots
So I bid you good night, you hardy poets
If I was here, I didn't know it!