I like taking the bins out.
I like opening the grubby mouth
and feeding it a homemade buffet.
Nom nom nom nom nom.
I like taking the bins out.
I like being a filthy Father Christmas,
a stinky Easter Bunny hiding giant crap eggs.
I like taking the bins out,
shooting a wink at the foxes –
the sexy ones waiting to pounce.
© Carl Burkitt 2020
