Ode to Crap
You are found everywhere,
We produce tons of you
Both physically and literally.
You exist in bucket fulls
A much maligned part of our world
We are all responsible there’s no shirking that.
Sometimes my words reflect you clearly
You are easily spotted, look, don’t smell
You leave a brown stain wherever you go.
There are days when I feel crap,
And it’s probably unfair to relate
When it’s my fault not yours.
Its not your responsibility that society
Has labelled you in such a derogative way
When you are only doing the business.
I imagine you have an inferiority complex
As a result of generations of bad press
After all who ever heard of good crap?
As you are a necessary crucial function
I am sympathetic, I want to reach out
Comfort you, show you I care.
Of course as you and I both know
Others have their own perceptions of you
It is after all my crap that doesn’t stink!!
By Michael from summerstommy.com