To the gentlemen from the south
to the tourists from the north
who write poems about the south
to the dumb-ass students
I’d like to ask one lousy question
have you ever seen a regatta of flies
sail around a pile of shit
and then come back and picnic on the shit
just once in your life have you heard
flies on shit
because I cut my eye teeth on flies
floating in shit
Frank Stanford
Source: Smoking Grapevine (Unpublished Collection, n/a)
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