The classroom
it smells like shit
cuz there’s dogshit on my shoe.

Dogs shit
on the street
where I walk with my feet
so putrid dogshit is shit-caked to my shoe.

Somebody points out to me
there’s dogshit on my shoe

"Eww! That’s what was making that smell!"

It was my dogshit.

Dammit, where’s Divine when you need him
Divine would be a pretty pink flamingo
and walk into the classroom
and eat
the dogshit
from my shoe.

And I would laugh
at all their faces