I was told a story of a man and his hoe,
in his garden, and ready to go.
He saw his beans, looked over his shoulder,
-his toilet he thought- and made a run for the border

He dropped his hoe then dropped his drawers,
'If I wait any longer I'll shit on the floors!!
A lady drove by and looked to see
This man in his garden, who could he be?

By staring too hard she ran off the road.
Was it that important to watch him dump a load??
The guy just stared in panicky awe,
'I hope she didn't see what I think she just saw.'

He pulled up his bibs and dashed to the house,
relieved to know he didn't have a spouce.

To the can he ran, threw his bibs on the floor

Suddenly he heard a loud knock on the door...

He knew it was her, the chick in the ditch
What a time to crash you fuking Bitch
He said no words, kept perfectly still
Soon she was gone...Hope she got her thrill

So next time you're hoeing and you really need to shit
Go straight for the house, DON'T think to sit!!


This is probebly the dumbest poem ever but it cracks me up. I was 14 when it was born.