Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Sunnyside

The competition is intense,
When there's aroma of the prize.
The smorgasbord lures the presense
Of multitudes of gals and guys.
Get in, get out - that is the key
Of grabbing gusto from the pile.
A GPS there needs to be,
For a quick straight line back, I'll
Roll the ball of poop, my takeout,
Keeping the sun on my same side.
We dung beetles are smart - no doubt.
We take our poop with great pride.

So here's a tip - do pass it on.
Dung balls best rolled at dusk or dawn.