Ode to Trash
By Charlie FetnerColumbia Civitan Club

Well, we're here.

Everyone has to be somewhere.

What is your task?

Someone may ask.

To pick up beautiful trash.

Along this traveled highway

What a way to spend one-half day.

Orange bags and fluorescent vests

We have to look our very best.

Into the bags, we place much

Cans, bottles, diapers, and such.

Cars come by watching us work

Thinking all along what dumb jerks.

But soon the shoulders are clean.

A wondrous sight is seen.

Clean as a whistle, we shout.

After all, this is what it's all about.

But deep in our hearts, we know it's a sham.

For people who trash don't give a d---.