Stevie Taite (30th January 1973 / Kent, England)
When ever I go running, I'm
Forever dodging poos
one eye kept on path, so none mars my running shoes.
.Experience bestowed a pearl of wisdom recently.....
So take heed, increase your speed, when you run beneath a tree.
You are sure to steer your path around a steaming doggy turd
But its much harder avoiding getting shat on by a bird!
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