Dung Beetle Poem by Doreen Gildroy
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Dung Beetle
Be kind to me, a mess. I represent
persistence--in the
dirty thing;
things larger than me
I do not fear.
Whatever you think, or like--
I live. Oh,
marvel!
Pushing up the hill--
rolling around.
I feel myself at work.
You are larger than I think,
and that is very comforting to me.
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