Considering all I've endured in this life
with all the poop handed to me
I'll be stranded in my next life
as I know I'm perfectly qualified to be
the lowest of the low an African dung beetle
making and taking my entree to the buffet
navigating at night by the light of the Milky Way
condemned 'til eternity against my will
tasked with the never-ending Sisyphean curse
of forever rock 'n' rolling in reverse uphill