poo-poo in the prawn

i took a sudden notion

to go down to the ocean

i got my suntan lotion

my flippers and my mask

in proper distribution

of fully formed ablutions

formed an ocean of pollution

in which i dare sn't bask

some turds were teeny-tiny

and some were big and shiny

but they all fucked up the briney

in which i dipped my toe

if you go swimming in the shite-us

you'll get worse than dermititis

from the sea of grey detritus

where the sewage ebbs and flows

there's no respite

from the cesspit

no shelter from the pong

the poor old ocean

is full of motions

where the hell did we go wrong?

like a lamb off to the slaughter

poured myself a glass of water

i failed to spot i'd caught a

little creature in my cup

i was well and truly bolleaux-ed

from the fires of hell that followed

'twas the cup of life i'd swallowed

and it almost did me up

something coming

through the plumbing

that should not be there at all

the glass is brimming

and things are swimming

and quite frankly

i'm appalled

was a very hungry fella

i defrosted my paella

came down with salmonella

three weeks intensive care

they failed to send technicians in

to check the air-conditioning

which was unfortunately transmissioning

a case of legionnaire

there's a malaise

in the mayonnaise

there's a poo-poo in the prawn

where we missed them

in the system

little germs are being born

there's no respite

from the cesspit

there's no shelter from the pong

where the hell did we go.?