shat everywhere was to be found
shat in the tree , shat even on the ground
soon it was impossible to take even a stroll
without stepping on some stinking dark colored roll
soon we grew hungry and needed to dine
nothing to be found but the harvest of mankind
so with a spoon and fork and some plain bare hands
we engorged ourselves like kids playing in the dirty lands
soon no shat to be found anywhere at all
it was now looking like the wondrous season of fall
multicolored from all the stains
but of course ,the only problem was that it soon rained
no memory of the shat to be found
no one to tell the story of those mounds
so now here i sit empty hearted
left with nothing since the shat has departed
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I think I saw a video like this...
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