The Scrap Boys i mean are not refined
they scrape the copper from the steelthey pick the plastic off the ground
they pick the shards out of their heel.
they burn and whack the parts apart
they haul the heavy and the light
they do not give a fart for art
they do not want to pick a fight
they sell to those who want to buy
they buy from those who need to sell
the scrap boys i mean are not refined
they save the mountains in their hell.
written 6./11./2012. with deference to e e cummings
see below if you don't know the boys i mean are not refined poem.
the link above is to a uganda minister. i don't know him and don't know whether he's legit. but my guess is he's got to be more legit than the other people making money off these scrap boys pictures.
the boys i mean are not refined
by e e cummings
The boys i mean are not refined
They go with girls who buck and bite
They do not give a fuck for luck
They hump them thirteen times a night
One hangs a hat upon her tit
One carves a cross on her behind
They do not give a shit for wit
The boys i mean are not refined
They come with girls who bite and buck
Who cannot read and cannot write
Who laugh like they would fall apart
And masturbate with dynamite
The boys i mean are not refined
They cannot chat of that and this
They do not give a fart for art
They kill like you would take a piss
They speak whatever's on their mind
They do whatever's in their pants
The boys i mean are not refined
They shake the mountains when they dance
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