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You exquisite chunk of mud / Kathleen -- just like / any other chunk of mud!
-especially in April!
Curl up round their shoes / when they try to step on you, / spoil the polish!
I shall laugh till I am sick / at their amazement.
Do they expect the ground to be / always solid?
Give them the slip then; / let them sit in you; / soil their pants; / teach them a dignity / that is dignity, the dignity / of mud!
Lie basking in / the sun then -- fast asleep!
Even become dust on occasion.