Friday 4 June 2010

I guess that's why they call it the POOS

I’m not really a blogger. This is likely to be my last post (and certain to be my first). I'm not exactly sure why I'm taking this so seriously, but I was challenged by Pants with Names to come with some songs which can be easily POOed on, because I found this and this so excruciatingly funny. (And Clarey Babble, I laughed like a drain at your comment too.) I could have posted an answer, but felt this needed more, and I wasn't too worried about the "check availability" section when naming the blog...


The delicious Plan B herself suggested Everything I POO, I POO it for you, which does have a nice ring to it, and I have whittled the nominations down to my three favourites (having spent the day ruminating).


Bronze medal to:


She loves POO yeah yeah yeah
She loves POO yeah yeah yeah
She loves POO yeah yeah yeah yeah

You think you lost your POO,
Well, I saw her (POO) yesterday.
It's POO she's thinking of
And she told me what to POO.

She says she loves POO
And you know POO can't be bad.
Yes, she loves POO
And you know POO should be glad.


Silver medal goes to:


Hey POO don't make it POO
Take a sad POO and make it better
Remember to let her into your POO
Then you can POO to make it better

Hey POO don't be a POO
You were POOed to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to POO it better

(and my favourite bit)

POO, POO POO POOPY POO POO, POOPY POO POO, Hey POO!


And a slightly predictable gold medal, including the delights of PEE too:


When I wake up then I know I'm gonna PEE
I'm gonna be the man who POOs up next to you
When I go out well I know I'm gonna PEE
I'm gonna be the man who POOs along with POO

If I get drunk yes I know I'm gonna PEE
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to POO
And if I haver yeah I know I'm gonna PEE
I'm gonna be the man who's POOing to you

But I would POO 500 POOs
And I would POO 500 more
Just to be the man who POOed 1000 POOs
To fall down at your POO.


(or perhaps) To poo down at your door. Answers on a postcard.