Poop

Written by: Trevor McLeod

Poop
It's only a poem.
Don't use that word.
I'm trying real hard,
despite what you've heard.

Poop
It's gonna get better.
I won't be deterred.
I've only just started.
and won't be deferred

Poop
It has a great ending
and won't be absurd.
Not one that I wanted,
but one I preferred.

Poop
It's not very long
and won't leave you spurred.
Unless you read slower
than what I've inferred.

Poop
I've added a climax
that won't go unheard.
Unless you're much older
than what I've concurred.

Poop
I'm nearing the end;
in which I've conferred,
to leaving you something
I hope has recurred.

Poop
And now for the ending
to which I referred.
In leaving you nothing
Accept for the
BIRD