Oh, how I love the crisp first notes
Of nature's blush of Spring;
And how the TIT BUM BUGGER FUCK!
And sparrows on the wing.
When butterflies dance lazily
By webs bejewelled with dew,
And ARSE DICK BALLS! are floating
In a sky of crystal blue.
As sunlight dances playfully
On every silver rill,
The BOOBIES PRICK PRICK ARSEHOLE!
Of the timid whippoorwill.
Lambs gambol in the meadow,
Filled with joy at new day's dawning;
And the SHIT SHIT COCK! on zephyr's air
Will FUCK BUM TIT! 'til morning.