Number 2
I’m a’ tell you all a story ‘bout a man named Ed,
A simple civil servant trying to earn his daily bread.
One day he was a’ workin’ at the city cess-lagoon,
And up from the sewage came a’ bubbling poo.
Stinky-poo – Icky-poo,
A steamin’ heap of Number 2.
This is it, the place I told you about, right over there. That is where it all happened. You see those four ponds at the end of that little dirt road? Those sewage lagoons have been here since I was a kid, went up about the same time the Army Corps of Engineers put Dwarshack Dam in at the mouth of the river’s north fork.
My Pa worked for the city of Orofino maintaining these ponds and all the hardware that keeps ‘em gurgling and spewing: pumps, the back-up generator and the likes. He worked that job up until about ten ye
