I Am Poop

By Nicholas, 5th Grade, Cleveland School
Poems Podcasts That's Weird, Grandma Other Venues Wilmette 2007

I am poop.
I see a toliet.
I fear of going down the toliet.
I hope I do not go down the toliet.
I am poop.

I am brown.
I think I will go down the toliet.
I cry for going down the toliet.
I touch water.
I am big and some time I am little,

I am one of the smelliest things in the world.
I try not to go down the toliet.
I pretend to be a log.
I say I am a log.
I am lonely.