Avery was working on the back of a city street repair truck.
He decided that he wasn't going to work hard and wouldn't give it a good try.
The other workers felt that Avery's poor work ethic was bullshit.
And that his crap wasn't going to fly.
The other workers got with Avery and made him aware.
That he wasn't going to continue to do nothing on the sly.
And that he was in for a good butt kicking if he didn't do his fair share.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem