Dirty Birdies

I saw a car covered in corruption
It looked like it been hit by an eruption
As I inspected the feeling would grow
That I was not observing dirty snow

It then appeared that some poor bastard
Had went and got his car plastered
But he must have been sober as a judge
To have walked past this nasty sludge

Surely no one decent and civilized
Could have brutally vandalized
An innocent vehicle in the neighborhood
If cops didn't catch them the neighbors would

My eyes teared up as I began the think
Something around here is starting to stink
A light came on and the bell was rung
This is surely nothing more than dung

Them dirty birdies really have their nerve
To not only drop their droppings on the curve
But on anything else that is in the way
Someone is going to kill those turd birds one day