I haven't guest blogged for a while, but since both the Hominid and I are reading Analphilosopher's anti-factory farm blog, I had a chance to post an excrement-laden poetry link.
Excerpt:
The first pigs arrived, and then more and then more,
'Til the land of the Smith place held hogs by the score.
The hogs - well, they ate and produced lots of poo
With odors that carried on winds as they blew.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
Willy and the Poo
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