It's truly confounding
An elusive mystery
Though it might seem obvious-
Do birds ever pee?
Where's my mind been at
These forty plus springs
That it never gave a thought
To little things with wings?
Some birds have free purchase
Some live behind bars
Yet never have I noticed
Yellow rings on cars?
Like some chemical bonding
In hermetic vessel
It looks so homogeneous
As if mixed in a pestle?
It really seems clear
When the matter's checked out
That everything exits
Through one single spout?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem