Wash Your Mouth With Patience

Buddy knew his feet

Could easily fill his mouth.

He knew he shat the proverbial bed

And what that shat was about.

About his lack of wisdom

And what that had allowed.

A big step back from the path he chose

The one he planned to stay on

A day on

And now he’s off his path

And now, just to get back

Required his feet to leave his mouth

To fill his mouth with crow.