Extreme Activist

Poem:

Today I was an extreme activist First I opened the window Then I ran around Then I planted some flowers Then I separated paper from plastic I ran from the porch to the garage To the car from the park I went upstairs and down I stopped for a special cardemon tea I was extremely active Partly for grandma Extreme fitness Is selfless service Someone into selfless service Will run like crazy To access the resulting power Selfless service Leads to extreme power. DS Poem April 20, 2018