TRASH CAN BLUES

Man, these trash cans are singin' get more info the blues today. Every time I walk by, it's a whole chorus of rusty mettle. The wind whips around, makin' 'em clatter like a broken ensemble. Makes you wonder what stories they hold - tales of dinners, maybe even some lies. Ain't that somethin', a symphony of trash? Maybe it's a reminder to clean up o