Poem- dog dirt

 I’ve got poo on my shoe
What am I going to do? 
For this surely I can sue
Might ring so solid crew 
They’d know what to do
About having poo on my shoe. 

Id catch that dog owner if I could 
I’d ask Norris to Chuck em in some mud. 
‘Pick up your turds if you would’
Me? Yes you know you should! 
I need to make my point understood
Instead I’m scraping my shoe with wood. 

On cleaning, some went on my finger,
Now that’s a smell that’ll linger. 
On his head I’d give a stinger
For not collecting his dog’s humdinger
I wish I was a professional singer 
Rich n able to sling’her (or him) 

At least I now know what to do
If I ever again get poo on my shoe.