Catch a whiff,
Get yourself a sniff.
Stepped in dog crap,
In the house you track.
And you know the odor's strong.
You can't flip it,
Before they scream out loud and long.
You can't skimp it,
When your house smells like dung,
You can't primp it.
So lump it,
into shapes,
scrape it off,
On your plate.
Go forewarned.
Now it spread.
Try to deflect it.
It's way too late,
To crimp it.
Understood?
When the crap starts to come down,
You can't limp it,
Can't be actin' like a clown,
Unless you grip it.
Better hope and pray,
That you can strip it.
Make it go away.
You've got to whip it,
Just don't lip it,
Won't taste good.