An intrepid young hipster called Ed,
Rode the beach on his scooter, brick red,
But while taking sea air,
Felt a plop in his hair,
As a seagull shat right on his head.
An intrepid young hipster called Ed,
Rode the beach on his scooter, brick red,
But while taking sea air,
Felt a plop in his hair,
As a seagull shat right on his head.
Mister Bump 
Poor Ed. It’s always worth being glad that elephants don’t fly.
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heehee
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It’s supposed to be good luck, yeah, probably doesn’t feel like that.
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No pity; he should wear a helmet. 😂
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and mess up his lovely hairdo? Oh, wait!
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