A Thorough And Complete Irrigation Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Just how stagnant, backed up and polluted,
Is the thinking in those country?

'One conversation.
That's all anyone will need,
To determind there has never been a flow...
Ongoing to flush out the rust.
It's all there...
Plugged up with stuff like raw sewage.
Kept to recycle in their minds.'

What can be done to undo this with a solution?

'A thorough and complete irrigation.'

And...
If that should fail?

'Well...
No one can make happen,
What time has already given to then pass on...
Has allowed.'

What do you mean by that?

'Trolley cars use to run up and down these streets.
Many years ago.'

And your point is?

Go over there,
And tell anyone standing...
You wish to wait for the next trolley to come.
And ask where you should wait.
Someone will then ask...
'Are the trolleys still running?
I thought they replaced those with buses? '

So what are you saying?
They are a little bit slow?

'That's a very good question.
Go over there and ask them.
I am sure they will let you know...
Just how slow.'