I've been handed poetry by local poet Neil Meili. I've got three books, and have opened one, entitled the Austin Book of the Dead. I've read two of the poems. The first, "Austin," was unremarkable. It's OK but it doesn't appeal to me.
The second is called "Dodo bird." It ends with the line
The world is a grain of sand you know
and sometimes that whole world can depend
on the shit of a Dodo.
Heehee. Silly.