Litter Crew Ahead.
Their budget’s in the red,
but still they have a sign
that has always said:
Litter Crew Ahead.
The younger and the older,
the timid and the bolder,
in a ragged line
they’re down below the shoulder.
In rain that makes them colder,
they patiently collect
the things that we eject,
our wrappers and our wares,
detritus of the wrecked—
all hunted now and pecked.
—Paul Willis
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