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 🙂
Comment by Alison — 02 November 2006 @ 5:39 pm
have you been on the wine already?!
Comment by Em — 02 November 2006 @ 6:47 pm
nah just the painkillers 🙂
Anyway, she started it!
Comment by Nic — 02 November 2006 @ 6:50 pm
Awww I’ll drink to that binbag
Comment by Ali — 02 November 2006 @ 6:55 pm
Hey, you have cheery whistling binmen? Now THAT’s spoooky. Ours are just the normal stompy grumpy variety.
Comment by Gill — 02 November 2006 @ 6:57 pm
Lol, you nutter! Glad you’re back to your usual self though.
Comment by Lucy — 02 November 2006 @ 7:29 pm