A crow shat on my head,
And guess what I get,
A scoop full of its undigested crap,
And unbearable stink,
Which made people think - I am a tramp!
But is it my fault after all?
That the crow shat,
And on my head it had to fall?
Now I stink and they think I am unclean!
It is unfair because that is not me!
But aren't the humans supposed to be so-
Judgmental and mean?
Don't we all raise our fingers at someone,
For no fault of his?
So, a crow shat,
And like an apple, it fell on my head!