messy wisdom

The first time a bird pooped on my head
I thought,
wow, how lucky!

The second time a bird pooped on my head
I thought,
ah, how rare!

So when the third time came,
and I once again found myself under a drop of
fecal matter and uric acid,
when the shit kept finding me
but not the luck, 
I thought maybe I should stay away from birds 

or perhaps,

carry an umbrella.

– For Katie