Creek Running North

And the young people walking in the city sing:
ewww there’s so many bugs here
isn’t that a snake
it is going to kill me
what’s all that rat and mouse shit
that smell ohoh yuck,
what do you mean guano?
where’s the shower
where’s the toilet
where’s the sink
where’s the mirror
so that i can see me
putting on my makeup
and turning into the person
i am not
but want others to know