“Kitty Litter”
The cat poop
In the kitty litter box
That I scoop everyday
Rewrite of “Song of Myself”
I Love myself, and praise myself,
And what I like, you like,
I CELEBRATE for every belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I and invite my friends,
I lean and at my ease observing a piece of washed up sand.
My tongue, every muscle, from this body,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now nineteen years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to keep it up.
School and work together,
back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,
I for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
Nature without check with original celebration.
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