Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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Defecation. One contemplates many things, while sitting on the John. Pigeon pooh on my car; gull droppings on my picnic! Disgusting, annoying, and just plain unclean. With life, material must enter a body, willingly or not, Is utilized and, unused portions must be excreted. That is the pattern of life-maintenance on earth. Comparing gull defecation to human waste dumps, The gulls, though, lose in comparison. With modern technology, humans Rarely contemplate their bodily waste. Every modern child should really have a field trip, Not just to a firehouse, but to a sewage processing plant, To view another vital profession. Like the Romans, we today hide life's processes. A farmer has no qualms about recycling his cow manure To nurture his fields, spreading it from his 'honey wagon'. ('Honey wagon' was the term my New York grandfather used. For the device that spread manure over his fields.) Frank Maurer 19 January 2026 1125 Hours.