The Pigeon Shit Predicament

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As Pierre mixed the rat poison into the rice,

His thin lips formed a hideous grin,

“Those pestiferous pigeons will soon pay the price,”

Laughed he over his toxic concoction.

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But uncooked was the rice, when the pigeons chowed down,

So not a one got very far,

And rather than shit,  to his horror he found,

Chunks of bird guts bespeckled his car.

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