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DING DONG DUNG
This farmer’s daughter was swayed and wooed
And said yes to a proposal of marriage.
Came the day of the wedding
And off she was whisked in a carriage.
As the groom was waiting at the altar rail,
There came a whiff from the door,
As the bride approached, the smell got stronger,
An aroma you couldn’t ignore.
Said the groom to the bride: “Is that manure on your head?”,
Just as the bells were rung,
“Why yes,” said the farmer’s daughter,
“I’ve just had my hair dung.”