Your lack is showing on all paces
Your feet would have never made the door
Cow paddies are not shit in places
It's manure that nurtures to grow
That which would be consumed by man
As natural as can be
No need for alterations
Cause cow paddies are chemical free
And a pop on the nose for you to use
Moors are the place druids sing their truths
Better luck next time
Coz this time you lose