Shits, a burlesque

I shit that I shall never shit A shit shitty as a shit. A shit whose shitty shit is prest Against the shit’s shit shitty shit; A shit that shits like dogs all day, And shits its shitty shits to pray; A shit that may in summer shit A shit of robins in its shit; Upon whose bosom shit has lain; Who intimately lives with shit. Shits are shat by shits like me, But only God can make a tree.

21 February 1974