B.S. Up And Down Poem by Ima Ryma

A duck was chatting with a bull,
'You see that tree? I wanna go'
'To the top, but my bod is full'
'Of such fatigue, so I don't know.'
The bull replied, 'Just eat my poop.'
'It's full of lots of energy.'
So the duck used his bill to scoop
Bull droppings, swallowed, and then he,
More poop in his tummy did tuck,
And to the tree top he did climb.
A hunter shot - 'twas a dead duck.
Here is the moral of this rhyme.

B.S. might get you to the top,
But once exposed, likely you'll drop.