One sign said, "Welcome," the other "No loitering," so I knocked, but didn't stick around. I called this book Id Biscuits. Id as in, the inner child, which I fully let run wild. The inner hippie wanderer protester artist is reflected in this book, as it was in my previous work, Poet Loiterer. This could almost be seen as a sequel to that book. It contains topical poetry, autobiographical poems, spiritual poems, and story poems.