Verse:
When the sun goes down I go to the park
When no one will see me and it's nice and dark
There I will find glowing in the moon
Sun bleached feces that I eat with a spoon
Chorus:
DRIED UP WHITE DOG TURDS
Verse:
I walk around with a bag on my hand
People laugh because they don't understand
That my fetish for feces shouldn't cause spite
They look so pretty when they're nice and white
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