SMELLY POOP (to the tune of Alley Oop)

(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)

There's a dog on the block we all know
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
Who leaves an aroma no matter where he goes
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)

Leaves his calling card on everybody’s stoop
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
So you better not step in that Smelly Poop
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)

(Smelly Poop) He's the stinkiest dog there is alive
(Smelly Poop) One whiff of that poop can make you sick maybe die
(Smelly Poop) He's the king of the poopin jive
(Look at that poop dog go!!) (SCREAM)

(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
Craps a pile the size of a dinosawruh
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
And he and it stinks up the block before you count to fawruh
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
He got a big ugly butt with cling-ons in his hairuh
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
and he strolls down the street and poops without a careruh
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)

(Smelly Poop) He's the stinkiest mutt there is alive
(Smelly Poop) One whiff of his poop makes you cringe and cry
(Smelly Poop) He's the king of the poopin jive
(Look at that poop dog go!!) (SCREAM)

He poops on your lawn and he poops on the street
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
Poopin' great big monstah piles right at your feet
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
The cats don't bug him cuz they know bettah
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
Cuz he's a mean poopin puppy and a big tree wettah
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)

(Smelly Poop) He's the stinkiest dog there is alive
(Smelly Poop) One whiff of that poop can make you sick maybe die
(Smelly Poop) He's the king of the poopin jive
(Look at that poop dog go!!) (SCREAM)

There he goes
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
Look at that poop dog go!
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
Hide everybody Hide!
(Smelly Poop-poop, poop, poop-poop)
Hi-yo poopasawruh


Brown Poopy ( To the tune of "Brown Sugar")

Gold coated doodle bound for nearby street,
Looking for the perfect place to poop and pee.
Experienced dog lovers think he’s doin alright.
And would hear him cry to go out just around midnight.
Ah brown poopy why don’t you smell so good?
(a-ha) brown poopy, just like a good dog should
A-huh.

House training frustration, blood runs hot,
As lady of the house wondrin when its gonna stop.
Expensive dog trainer knows he’s doin alright.
And would hear him cry to go out just around midnight.
Ah brown poopy why don’t you smell so good?
(a-ha) brown poopy, just like a good dog should
A-huh.

This doodle’s mama is a drama queen,
Poopy in her clean house makes her cry and scream
Piles on the kitchen floor isn’t what she likes,
You should have heard her screaming just around midnight.

Ah brown poopy why don’t you smell so good?
(a-ha) brown poopy, just like a bad dog would
A-huh.

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, POOH
Oh just like a, just like a bad dog would.

I said yeah, yeah, yeah, POOH!
Oh just like, just like a bad dog should.

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GET OFF OF MY MOUND (to the tune of "Get Off of My Cloud")

Doodle lives in an apartment on the ninety-ninth floor of the block
He sits at home looking out the window
Watching the very last place he decided to plop
When up walks a dog sniffing his pile who's all set for a poopy attack
and lays five pounds of dog pooh right on top of doodle pups stack

Doodle barks Hey! You! Get off of my mound!
Hey! You! Get off of my mound!
Hey! You! Get off of my mound!
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my mound, baby

The telephone is ringing
Doodle’s mom says Who is it there on the line?"
A voice says, "What’s wrong with you?"
Don’t you hear your dog bark and whine?
He says, "It's three a.m., there's too much noise
Don't that doodle ever wanna go to bed?
Just 'cause some other dog poops, does he have
To drive me out of my head?"
He’s barking Hey! You! Get off of my mound
Hey! You! Get off of my mound
Hey! You! Get off of my mound
plus I’m sick of his poop
All over the ground lady!

Doodle’s sick and tired, fed up with this
And wants to take a walk down the street
It’s so very quiet and peaceful
Perfect time and place for a pooh and a pee
he comes home goes to sleep dreaming about the bitches on his block
In the morning there’s another dog about to take a dump on his spot
He barks Hey! You! Get off of my mound!
Hey! You! Get off of my mound!
Hey! You! Get off of my mound
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my mound baby
Poop In Silence ( to the tune of Sounds of Silence)

Hello toilet, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a feeling is slowly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the feeling in my rear end still remains
So I strain
And try to fart in silence

From restless dreams I awoke alone
As this feeling starts to grow
'Neath the halo of the bathroom lamp
All the pushing left me cold and damp
When my gut was stabbed by a pain that would not pass
But it’s not gas
Now trying to poop in silence

Then in the toilet bowl I saw
one or two dookies maybe more
Now the bathroom’s totally stinking
Cuz they’re floating without sinking
It’s a smell I would not want to share
I don’t dare
And so I flush in silence

"Fools," say I, "you do not know
Hemoroids will start to grow
If you keep pushing without success
Taking a laxative might be best
When no matter how you try the back door remains shut
Your poor aching butt
As you try to poop in silence

And the people bow and pray
To the porcelain god they made
And their cramps flash out a warning
That a giant poop is forming
And no matter where you are you must answer when nature calls
Public toilet stalls
Where we all try to poop........in silence
Comment by Leslie

To the tune of Singin' in The Rain...sung by Halas

Poopin' in the wind
I'm poopin' in the wind
What a glorious feeling,
The wind at my rear.
It blows all my hair
right into my poop.
I'm poopin'
just poopin'
in the wind.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Now we're talkin' !

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