Garbage Can Grooves
Man, these dumpsters are singin' the garbage truck blues today. Every time I walk by, it's a whole lament of rusty iron. The wind whips around, makin' 'em rattle like a broken band. Makes you wonder what stories they whisper - tales of dinners, maybe even some secrets. Ain't that somethin', a symphony of rubbish? Maybe it's a reminder to clean up o