Note: I wrote this today, on Oct.13, 2013, after feeling very frustrated about any wars that are taking place and poverty. Please feel free to email this poem to any official who care about stopping wars or poverty. Keep smiling!
We made poop pies from body waste
Stool cream from feces and dung
Excreta cupcakes from droppings
And buffalo chips from fertilizers
I carry this news from the prison cells
Mayday, mayday, mayday!
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