My life is not so hot.
I spend my time on
pushing camel crap and
buffalo boulders from
one place to another.
It stinks...
But although my existance
has a lot to be desired
I take hart in Mother Nature's
Tom follery.
For she, aparently,
has created MAN.
A far cry from little insects like me.
Mankind is advanced and sophisicated.
But he and she shuvel their lives
from one realm to another
as though it were shit.
And get this...
Mankind comsumes more shit than
any turd mite can eat in one day.
Boy, that gives me a good feeling inside.
I don't feel so insegnificant now.
Yours sincearly.
Percy.