SPLAT! It didn’t come from outer space (If it did, I wouldn’t care) – Oh no! it was much worse than that When a bird pooped on my hair. I was minding my own business Playing in the yard When I felt this plop upon my head Catching me off guard. When I reached up to investigate, I felt this sticky goo, And all my friends were laughing That my hair was stuck with poo; And then I started crying – I cried most bitterly That of all the places that poo could land It had to land on me. And I wouldn’t let them wash me – Oh Lord! it wasn’t fair So I just sat and sulked and sobbed That a bird pooped on my hair. I just sat and sulked and sobbed That a bird pooped on my hair.