Just for fun
Sung by generations of Cub Scouts to the tune “There's no place like home”
The corporation muck cart was full up to the brim
The driver fell in backwards and found he could not swim
He sank right to the bottom just like a little stone
And as he sank he gurgled
There's no place like home
Seriously we lived in a village in the late 1940s and we all (houses ,school, village halletc) had pits which were emptied by tanker then he drove to the field behind our house and drove round and round disgorging the load
The field was on a slope and we kids loved to play in it-not on sewage day! We had a "tiger" swing over the pool at the bottom of the field. A rope hung from a branch with big knots to put your feet on looking back perhaps it wasn't so funny when we all took our turn falling in

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