C is for Crap

Ode to crap

O crap! You vilified piece of stink

Everybody takes your name in vain

Only coprophiliacs see your worth

To all others you’re just a pain

In the rear and something to hide

In the sewer and deep amidst the

Unlucky fish who have their own

Crap to deal  with in the sea.

But you, smelly brown lumps of poo,

Clean our bodies of stuff we don’t need

Feed mushrooms, worms, and play a part

Of every ecosystem. Indeed,

You are a part of our shadow-selves.

I flush you with respectful goodbyes

So I’ll see more white than brown

When my life is flashing before my eyes.