This morning we have irrigation, which 'inspired' to write this song. 

(Obviously I need to keep my day job...!) 

It’s Irrigation Time,

it’s irrigation time,

Oh how we love to play (not!)

 on irrigation day.

The water gets clogged up,

we only get a cup

Or else flows very slow(ly),

cause weeds grow into trees.

It’s irrigation time,

how very not sublime,

Our time for H2O

can make us say OH NO.

The cost is nice and low,

though may soon cost more dough,

There can be much to say

‘bout irrigation day.

One year a dead cat fouled

our irrigation pipe,

We found the problem when

the odor was quite ripe.

Who wants to scoop horse poop,

makes us feel like a dupe

Cause we don’t have a horse,

but get their shit, of course.

It’s Irrigation Time,

it’s irrigation time,

Oh how we love to play (not!)

 on irrigation day.