Little Shit

A poem about little shits

You insist on stopping
To take a little shit
And you do so
In the literal sense

In that you shat so little
I’m surprised you couldn’t wait
The two more blocks
Until your next little shit

You couldn’t hold it
And just smush two little shits
Into one regular-sized
Easier to pick up package

Instead, you drag me to this plant
On a street full of people
And leave a tiny little shit
Hidden in this jungle

So I have to pick up your shit
Trying not to make a mess in public
Because you are the biggest
Little shit of them all

My little chiweenie squatting over a small bushy plant to take a shit. He looks awkward.

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