Debris On My Lawn Poem by Theresa Ann Moore
Debris On My Lawn
When I go to my mailbox to discover.
I find items on the grass that I recover.
It is very rude; sometimes I think I’ll blow a gasket.
Can’t people wait until they find a suitable wastebasket?
A king-sized paper cup, that once held tasty carbonation.
Ants party inside the rim, indulging in a sweet celebration.
Notebook paper lined in blue with spelling words; it got a 'B.'
Could have shown it to your mother, at least it wasn’t and 'E.'
Ten scratched lottery tickets trim the entire length of the lawn.
I guess your luck missed its mark and now your prize is gone.
A handwritten note, apologizing with regret for an unpaid loan.
'Honestly I plan to reimburse, but the payment I must postpone.'
Someone had been walking their dog with irresponsible restraining.
The little token is a present with an odor that is nostril tainting.
My scanning eyes rivet something used to prevent conceptions.
Well, you had the good sense not to reproduce… congratulations!
When I used to jog I'd wear leather gloves and bring a small bag. I made a game of how much garbage I could pick up. If not I'd just get angry. I like your sense of humor at the end. Hopefully they didn't damage your garden with their roll in the hay. Tom
I thaught for a moment their I was back on the beach when I lived in Florida for a year. Specially with that last line........: O)
An eloquent rant. The ending.... ouch! ! ! ! ! :) t x
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4/23/2024 3:40:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
well depicted situation, i could almost see it.