Eat & Shit

I’ve got a dog I named ‘Eat & Shit’
Would you care to guess as to why I named it?

Bad enough he eats a ton, but he shits out twice as much
As he ever takes in

Now that we’re in November, when the Minnesota air is cold
Making man and beast shiver

Eat & Shit will cover the backyard with a layer of frozen dog turds  
Stuck together hard

When it seems not an inch, has not been covered by
That shitting Son-of-a Bitch

It’s covered by a blanket of  white pristine beauty
A snowstorm covers the disgust, so Eat & Shit can renew his duty

Till he’s covered the backyard in another layer of shit
And again another blanket of snow hides it

Again and again, Eat & Shit covers my lot, with ugly piles of
Shit colored poke-a-dots


Till April’s thaw reveals Eat & Shit’s one and only true purpose
‘To eat and shit!’

Frozen dog turds by the truck load
‘Before the warming sun makes them mushy, better pick them up in the morning cold!’