GARBAGE CAN GROOVES

Man, these trash cans are singin' the blues today. Every time I walk by, it's a whole lament of rusty iron. The wind whips around, makin' 'em jangle like a broken band. Makes you wonder what stories they hold - tales of parties, maybe even some secrets. Ain't that somethin', a symphony of trash? Maybe it's a lesson to throw away our cares - or mayb