When I was little, my family lived near a bunch of constructions sites which, on the weekends, doubled as playgrounds for me and my friends. During one exploration, I entered a Port-a-Potty and found the following rhyme:
"Those who write on bathroom walls
Roll their shit in little balls.
And thos who read these words of wit
Eat these little balls of shit!"
For a ten-year-old, this was great material. I memorized the little ditty and spouted it to my friends whenever I could.
If only I had had the Internet. Then all I would have needed was to visit
Poop rhymes from the schoolyard.
The days were old, the nights were blue,
And through the alleys the shit wagons flew.
A bump was hit, a cry was heard,
A man was killed by a flying turd!
And many more! Including who-knows-how-many verses of everyone's favorite, the Diarrhea Song.