Dirt

Dirt is great, To grow crops, Build houses, Mix with water, Smear all about. On the other hand, Dirt is all over the land, And I would like to see, A little less dirt on me! I track it into the house, Leave great lumps all about. Stain my clothes, Have dirty shins. Makes me wonder, Could I plant seeds in this fertile stuff? Grow my own groceries, And carry them about? Perhaps let miniature cows graze in my hair, Have milk and cheese to store behind my knees? Find a few small chickens to eat bugs out of my ears, Lay eggs in my pockets, To keep them quite near. I guess dirt could be great, Particularly if your covered of late!