"Log Might Jiggle"

   Don't you think of anything but poop?




 "You Don't Have To Crap A Mound"

   Daddy don't like it, when Mommy still thunders, Squeal Boy
   But, you're allowed to try it, but don't use your fingers
   Squeal Boy, now i'm still wondering where to pee, boy
   Your hole's so free and stinky
   You don't have to crap a mound

   Empty out your tummy, sell the mess on eBay, Squeal boy
   And you get your copy of "Potty"
   Read on the seat on Monday
   Squeal Boy, with my pants down around the knees, boy
   Save the crappin undies, don't chuck out your died browns
   Sink the minsky Bismarck, you don't have to crap a mound