In 1970 Taiwan
we lived in a house
near the rice paddies.
Farmers used
their beloved and gentle
water buffalo
to plow the fields.
These beasts dropped dung
on the road.
"Ewwwwww".
We were spoiled rotten
American kids.
We would
put Chinese firecrackers
deep inside
the buffalo dung,
light a match,
and run like hell.
"Ewwwwww".