In honor of those who work day in and day out on projects no one else would do. I dedicate this next haiku to the dung beetle. Have a cold one on me Mr. Beetle.
Dung beetles eat poop
I would never want that job
How considerate
In honor of those who work day in and day out on projects no one else would do. I dedicate this next haiku to the dung beetle. Have a cold one on me Mr. Beetle.
Dung beetles eat poop
I would never want that job
How considerate
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This Bud’s for you, Mr. Rolling-Dooty-Into-Manageable-Spheres-Man!
That’s true. Thank god they’re manageable. Otherwise I don’t know what we would do.
Hooray for dung beetles! I don’t want that job either!
They’ve been doing this job for millions of years with no appreciation. I just felt it was time they got their proper thanks.
Too funny
Perhaps you can start the “Dung Beetle Appreciation Society”?
i read once that human dung is their favorite (or would be if they had better access to it). *snap snap snaps* for the poet.
I also read that dung beetles are great at palm reading, but no one wants them to touch their hands. Poor dung beetles….
What’s brown and sounds like a bell?
Sorry, I just had to go there.
Ha, no it was necessary. Glad you did.
After I read this, I went and learned a lot (way more than necessary) about dung beetles. High fives all around for those guys.
Yeah that happened to me with cougars. Except cougars don’t eat poop, and they’re badass. But I did learn that one of their names is ghost cat.
ghost cat?!?! I want that to be my superhero name. I am going to learn too much about cougars today.
Masterful!
It is the beetles that are the masters. I guess that band is okay too.
Perhaps…just OK.
Don’t you whine to me,
About your stinking workplace,
You don’t know from stink
Has somebody been keeping their haiku powers secret?
yayyyy for haikus! i love it. so simple. elegant. truthful. dung beetles have got it rough, eating feces, but somebody’s got to do it.
They’re team players in this giant sport we call life. I think I’m going to make dung beetle-shirts.
Move over Shakespeare and Yates – they have nothing on you.
Who needs flowery language, when you have mounds of poop? (That’s a dung beetle saying that not me. I like Shakespeare)
And you said you don’t care for poetry.. we could make broadsides (a poetry flyer) with this picture & haiku.. the fame, fortune and legions of female fans will be yours in a flash..
(PS- loved it)
Ha, I don’t know if this counts as poetry. But I do like the haiku. It’s such a simple, fun way to put together an idea. And I’ve seen people that are actually good, doing some amazing ones. It’s one of the few things I learned about in school, that I actually remember. I just don’t think I’ve spent enough time looking for good poetry. Other than some Bukowski, I’m pretty much ignorant.
Hahahaha!
Love this post
Very cool!
Good shit.
things like that makes u feel good about yourself
DORK! I say that, in the nicest way possible.