Poo in a box
And mail it to a friend,
Some may be dismayed and
Some it will offend, but
Others will see fertilizer
And know the deed intends,
To nourish loving flowers
In the garden of a friend.
18/3/2014
Hahaha, love this, good point, the friend who really loves us will always know to interpret and use our intentions as good even if it looks and smells badly.
An Australian poem which carries more than mere words. Keep writing, sport, open up another tube of Fosters and stay away from my mail box, :)
Well this is different Danny - initially I thought it was going to be about cancer screening. Don't think I would appreciate receiving it, so please don't send me any! ! Haha.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The title pulled me in like a tractor beam, and the rest had me hooked, (except the poo) , wonderfully imaginative stuff, I've never had the gift of life handed to me in mail, but if I do I'll know what to do. Like others have said this made me chuckle, you've already sprouted a flower. My mail box is KSH 7G3 if you ever want to talk crap.