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we’ve got all these dogs.
have had them for years.
i spend much of my time
honing my shit scooping
skills. i’ve become quite
good at it. i can scoop
a turd with a shovel in
one hand, holding the
bag open with the other,
nursing a vicious hangover
without getting so much
as a dirty finger
or even a foul whiff.

and then she goes and
brings home a bunch of
chickens. they’re quite a
different species really
than dogs are you know.
feathers, not hair, beaks
not lips and snouts.

i’ve looked closely
chickens don’t have lips.
mark that down as a fact.

and the feces is
altogether a different beast.
at last!
a challenge!

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