Recyclables Poem by Zoran Bogdanovic

I see a garbage container through
the right window
of my old beat up car and on it I see
a recycling sticker
which would fit my clunker too

it could fit other things
wingless eagles pigs on the wings
countless kings precious things
golden rings crowns as well
heads which fell

recycling is a cyclical thing
it spins around
he gets a crown you get a king
it comes and goes
pays regular visits to gofers and pros

recycling sticker fits all
mighty and weak and short and tall