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Up the blutty ladder,

start work on the thresher.

My guts are all on fire.

Down the blutty ladder.

Crouch behind the shed.



Up the blutty ladder,

Start work once more.

Diawich! my old guts again.

Down the blutty ladder,

Crouch behind the shed!



Once more up the ladder,

Start up once again.

My gut still on fire.

Holding my stomach,

I cannot even sit down.



"You alright?what have you done?

His anxious workmates enquired.



I tell you,I tellyou-up

And down the blutty ladder,

Down behind the shed!

There,I shit two farts,

And now,I fart one shit.