Head to the latrine because you are moved By a stool wishing to be removed The colon blows as fissures tear An exit that's worse for the wear Into the pipes the fecalith rushes To join its comrades from 2,000 flushes Mass of detritus culled from your bung Aggregating heaps of the dung Abdominal pain Sphincter is strained Sickening mass Former repast The sewage du jour Masters of ordure Cost-cutting measures are our pleasure Problems addressed as profit's depressed What's the solution for the pollution? Human health stymies inhuman wealth With feculent flow reservoirs grow Halt sanitation, clean water privation For the poor population
Shit, filth, waste, bung Crap, dregs, drek, dung Filters removed from rivers of turd Civic responsibility? Absurd! Snaking its way through antique plumbing Unaware of the shit storm coming From your faucet, an aperitif Reeking of chyme and bowel relief Slake your thirst with dysentery The taste is something exemplary Returned to you An E. Coli brew Fill up your glass It's fresh from your ass Craprovocateur Masters of ordureTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
