The Human Zoo

Have you ever been
to The Human Zoo?
I’m off there now
if you want to come too.

There’s a thousand small kids
in the children’s enclosure.
There’s a field of old men
due to die of exposure.

There’s 44 Chechens
who build Lego rockets,
a mine full of Africans
whose clothes don’t have pockets.

There’s an imam, a priest,
a rabbi, a pope,
an Indian kid
who lives up a rope.

There’s a man with a tiger
who shrugs as he’s clawed,
a dozen teenagers
who pretend to be bored.

There’s a tinker, a tailor,
a butcher, a baker,
a dwarf undertaker,
a gay Finnish sailor,
a dangerous crazy-girl
wall of death rider
and the corpses of all
the girls who inspired her.

There’s a guy who’s collected
all of his poo
and throws it at people who
come to the zoo.
Maybe you’ll love it
or simply won’t care
but if you’re not keen on poop
you shouldn’t go there.