Once I had a bin bag
It was black as black could be
I loved that old black bin bag
I took it everywhere with me
I took it right around the house
and emptied every bin
in every room, even the lounge
and the bin bag put it in
I tied the top up in a knot
with tender loving care
I went outside, opened the dustbin
and placed my bin bag there
Bright and early the next morning
I believe it was a Wednesday
the whistling, cheery bin men
took my black bin bag away
I often wonder where it went
probably to the tip
and every time I think of rubbish
I always think of it.
Idiot 🙂 But thank you 🙂
have you been on the wine already?!
nah just the painkillers 🙂
Anyway, she started it!
Awww I’ll drink to that binbag
Hey, you have cheery whistling binmen? Now THAT’s spoooky. Ours are just the normal stompy grumpy variety.
Lol, you nutter! Glad you’re back to your usual self though.