Me, me, me, me, me

I am the great mighty poo
And I'm gonna throw my shit at you
A huge supply of tish
Comes from my chocolate starfish
How about some scat you little twat

Do you really think you'll survive in here
You don't seem to know which creek your in
Sweetcorn is the only thing
That makes it through my rear
How do you think I keep this lovely grin?

Now I'm really getting rather mad
You're like a niggly tiggly shitty little tag nut
When I knock you out with all my bab
I'm gonna take your head and ram it up my but

Your but? This is Conker speaking

My but!

Your but?

That's right my but

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My but

Err

My but!

But!