A Hole In The Ground

I need one of those prison toilets. The ones in Mexico
where you walk in and there's just this little silver grate
on the floor that you crap into. At the end of the day
they come out with a fire hose full of chemicals
and knock it all down the hole in the ground.

All that's left after the 243 men that day
are a couple of cashews and a lone green pea
sitting on the drain, good as new.