I can see that landfill, from the birds eyeview.
The site, oh the site makes me want to pew.
I shudder at the thought,
I shiver like a kitten spew in the pot.
And now I think about it a lot.
Oh, what a bad smell,
Oh how it stinks,
Oh how it helps me hardly think.
Oh, my friend said he fell,
now I know why.
Oh , there goes my grandma’s gorgeous pie,
This is so very hard,
I need to watch my guard.
My friends are falling one by one,
My visit here is done.