Duality Poem by George Hunter

Duality



Cow pie, cow paddy, cow flop,
Bull puckey, farm frisbee,
Wait! —Stop!
Let's not be so euphemistic,
Why not be more realistic?
No matter how you chose to name,
The sweet old stuff
Still smells the same.
Two meanings here
They form a junction.
One is just a bodily function.
The other is lying without compunction.
However you chose to frame the term,
One thing remains extremely firm.
Bee Ess by any other name
Still smells the same.

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