I liked that, too, redhead - talk about foot-in-mouth disease!
(To the tune of 'The Surrey with the Fringe on Top'):
Pigs and sheep and cows gonna worry
When they hear a noise in the slurry
And see me bobbin' on top!
In my shiny red shorts and rubber gloves
I'll mess with the chickens, the ducks and the doves
And ne-ver stop -
Catch me if you can, 'cos when I'm on the loose
Nothing is safe, not even a goose,
But it's dung and doo-doo, however gloppy
That makes my heart sing and me go soppy,
In ladies' jammies, or frilly knicks,
There's nothing better, out in the sticks,
Than poking your privates in piles of manure -
And rolling around in piles of ordure!
(Repeat first verse, etc.)