Petals In The Grass

Bottom Feeder

A bottom feeder
Is what I've become
Scavenging for whatever comes my way
The discarded my prize
Searching for the impurities
That are left behind
At home amonst the garbage
It's to polluted for most
Swimming in my waste
If I should get hooked
They always toss me back
I'm to dirty for humans
A throw away
Back to the rubbish
Where I belong
Unwanted


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Bottom Feeder

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