CRAP FROM THE STREET

I was born weird and silly
The very idea of my birth was a folly
No home, with no people to hang out
All I did on the roads was shout
Hey you fella I am talking to you
But none cared except few
At least you two would now know me
For I am good I swear to thee
Feels like I am flying in the air
That filth and smell is so fair
I can dance like a wind
And I talk from the hind
Must look at my bouncy walk
It has been long since I had a talk
Get off you stink, shrieked one
Filthy and crappy, be gone
I wailed and cried in mind
I said let me take you behind
Look at this cattle and sheep
Piling me up in heap
May be a flatulence tax is in need
And you must join them in deed
Protecting your ozone at my expense
The agenda doesn’t make sense
Farming the soil for the navy beans
And spewing those smokes from heavy machines
Please stop those screeching noises
Loosing you people are your poises
Abandon the flock and abolish the herd
Grinding these trees you are like a nerd
Do not kill those innocent beasts
The mankind mustn’t loose that sense at least
Preserve this air and this water
Death or life; better choose the latter
What to talk of your human swarm
The nature calls are set to alarm
Aghast the two were, hearing my story
Never imagined it to be so gory
My apologies for this nasty treat
I am just a crap from the street…