Dumping . I close my eyes and my mind is swirling, Thinking of all the turds I could be twirling Shovel in hand scooping and bagging Throughout the whole day,no room for lagging Firm ones, Loose ones the sometimes cows pat I hate the two latter coz they occasionally splat Still a clean fresh tray-aah job done No, two have jumped in to squeeze out another one! Then theirs hoovering of litter spilled Exciting ways of which my day is filled Dont think me boring and my days are not dull My cats are great company and my schedules always full. Awake in the morning I jump out my bed . Ooh the joy,the joy at the familiar smell ahead No cig first, no time for no brews Must get started on all them there poohs! Hope you enjoy..