Feces (US) or faeces (UK), also known by many other names, is a solid waste product from an animal digestive tract, discharged through the anus or cloaca during a process called defecation. Urine and feces together are called excreta.
Collected feces has various uses, namely as fertilizer or soil conditioner in agriculture, as a fuel source, or for medicinal purposes (fecal transplants or fecal bacteriotherapy, in the case of human feces).
After an animal has digested eaten material, the remains of that material are discharged from its body as waste. Although it is lower in energy than the food from which it is derived, feces may retain a large amount of energy, often 50% of that of the original food. This means that of all food eaten, a significant amount of energy remains for the decomposers of ecosystems. Many organisms feed on feces, from bacteria to fungi to insects such as dung beetles, who can sense odors from long distances. Some may specialize in feces, while others may eat other foods as well. Feces serve not only as a basic food, but also as a supplement to the usual diet of some animals. This is known as coprophagia, and occurs in various animal species such as young elephants eating the feces of their mothers in order to gain essential gut flora, or by other animals such as dogs, rabbits, and monkeys.
Oh Cindy ain't you noticed that several of your friends have moved on
And the street outside is just a little too quiet
And your local papers (the Berkshire and Windsor annoyance)
run out of news
I'm not persuading you or disengaging you
But Cindy you and me we've got to move
Can you refuse, no time to lose
We'll hit the high road early this morning
So don't be late, don't hesitate
This dream can pass just as fast as lightning
And Cindy and incidentally baby ain't putting you on
Can you refuse, no time to lose
We'll hit the high raod early this morning
So don't be late, don't hesitate
This dream can pass just as fast as lightning
Oh Cindy don't you worry 'cause between us we can make it through
There ain't nothing no no nothing in the world I can do without you
So Cindy get your coat on leave the rent with the gent in the penthouse
Turn your music so loud let's attract a big crowd
We'll drink a round to this town and bid goodbye
Ron Wood/Rod Stewart/Ian McLagan 1973