Wastefulness
of Amazonian proportions (a true story)
I asked for a shovel, some soap and a snack.
Two days later, five boxes appeared in a stack.
Each contained three pounds of plastic,
which seemed a little drastic,
and still, half my biscuits were cracked.
About the Creator
Jacob Sherman
The desire to read, and perhaps to write, should be cultivated and nurtured with care throughout every stage of life. For my part I will inject what strangeness and truth that I can into our written history. Expect no constants but honesty.
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