The night was young
The sky was blue,
and down the road
the shitwagon flew.
A bump was hit,
a scream was heard
A man was hit by a flying terd.

Another sign seen at a swimming pool: Welcome to our ool. Notice there's no P in it. Please keep it that way

Here I Sit In Silent Bliss,
Listening To The Twinkling Of My Piss,
Now And Then A Fart Is Heard,
Only To Think The Coming Of A Turd!

They paint these walls to hide my pen , but the shit house poet strikes again!