The dog it’s bowels they have to moveLeast once a day all hot and smooth,The law it states “you must uplift”Into a bag or bin to shift.
There are a few in this fair townTowards the law they cast a frown,They leave the poo for all to seeUpon a verge and path or tree.
Into a plastic bag they putAnd lay all neat beside the route,The point of this is not too clearA disrespect for village, I fear.
Surely just like the drive and drinkThis nasty practice will stop, I think,I wish they would just see the lightAnd pick up all their blooming !!!!!
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