My dog is a cute dog that now spreads his poop around,

It’s nay special this poop, being sent to the Texas ground,

It falls to our earth with a special odor, it’s aired all around,

Should you follow said essence of pew that’s earth bound,

He’s got a two spot drop to be found with stink not sound,

Unless of course you’re fielding said poo as it falls to ground,

Seasoned collectors of such poo uses knowledge he’s obtained,

Bits and pieces of the learned or stricken such as “it rained”,

Buddy come here, for a friendly conversation with Riley,

He is the collector of your poo and of late he’s not smiley,

It’s the double poo scoop you’ve caused by pooping twice,

Hear Riley speak his say about your twice, not being nice,

We have written a lot of words to document said poo in rhyme,

Said poo is also poop in order to prevent confusion this time,

Please poop only once when pooping your “poop high rise”,

Buddy says “it touches my pooper if not spread beneath His skies,”

It’s a huge pile of poop or even called shit when it touches it,

You don’t stand a chance of a clean butt as dogs don’t wipe shit,

Nothing to hold such wipe as our thumbs are akin to classic paws,

Making a point for sure as Buddy said, “pick it up using your jaws”.

Realizing that what the dog said is for sure and certain true,

With no opposable thumb they are left using jaws to wrap it too,

Perhaps we should rethink our say and simply scoop up debris,

Use it as composted ‘lizer to create green as far as you can see.

A new end. The end