DUMPSTER DO-WOP

Man, these dumpsters are singin' the blues today. Every time I walk by, it's a whole chorus of rusty mettle. The wind whips around, makin' 'em rattle like a broken orchestra. Makes you wonder what stories they whisper - tales of dinners, maybe even some lies. Ain't that somethin', a symphony of trash? Maybe it's a lesson to clean up our act - or ma