When the sun shines bright in the middle of the morning
And your stomach starts churning with the inevitable warning,

Then all of the sudden it hits you with a bam
Remember there is privacy just over the pond dam

As you head that way with your cheeks squeezed tight
You really are hoping there is really bright sunlight

Cause after you drop drawers awkward it might seem
Until you notice the shadow of the action against the dam looks like soft serve ice cream!