A crane displays no shame when shitting on the dock.
A turtle hides his weathered neck sunning on a rock.
Sitting idle a man covers his sleeve
If his legs worked he'd leave
If his heart beat he'd bleed
In sight he'd read his want and need of planted seed and lead
Hand in hand shaking off the greed
He is of me and also she
A little of this and a little of that
Cutting through sadness with a plastic bat.
