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The Shit-Eaters
Death &Diction
Upon the fields they wretch and roll
They dive and dip into the stinking shit
It curdles into their nostrils and eyes
Fills their mouths as they chew and gulp
Their business suits and diplomas
Laptops, cell phones, and ipods
All swelling in brown fetid
As they mumble, scream, and swallow
Ulysses came upon the vile vagrants
Shitphagi cloistered upon one island
A little turd Poseidon forgot to flush
His boots sank deeper with each step
One rose from the center muck
A great bulk of dung crowned his head
A real Shit-Head with a frown
As if he always smells shit atop his lip
With a swampy stick, he pointed at Ulysses
That’s when the shit hit the fan
And the rest began to fling and wail
Battering the adventurer in filth and waste
“Fuck’n shit!” he cursed as he peddled
As he fumbled and fell through the shit
The steaming shit that swirled and stunk
Ulysses was in deep shit now
Up to his waist and wallowing
He told the Shit-Head to eat shit
Gave him the finger and spat
Ulysses thought he was tough shit
The bombardments remained relentless
They even summoned livestock
Firing bullshit from catapult and cannon
Then, the skies began raining shit
Ulysses wretched and rolled
He dove and dipped into the stinking shit
It curdled into his nostrils and eyes
"Holy shit!" he chewed and gulped
Death &Diction has published another poem since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Death's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Death's latest works: