Covered over in golden just fallen leaves,
Still its there by the odor, oh geez,
Hidden from sight in the fall it is,
Taking a deep breath nearby could give you the heaves…
Grass grows even in winter cold,
Fertilizer below & a lot of mold,
Most tanks they pump out, this one uncontrolled,
If it weren’t so open, I could really grow some gold…
So live with it I do,
The smell reminds me of past low tides,
I just hesitate to go near it without my shoes,
My yard is a sewer, but then again where else should I live,
Dirty white trailer trash, am I, to the surrounding homes,
An odor I do daily give…
© ed ~ 11/3/10
HELL, DUDE - ONE LIL SEPTIC TANK? I LIVE ACROSS THE STREET (ABOUT 1/2 MILE) - FROM THE BALTIMORE 'WASTE TREATMENT' CENTER - SHIT FROM ABOUT A 1/2 MIL OF SHITIZENS!
IN THE SUMMER, CAN SMELL THE 'FRAGRANCE OF FLATULENCE' A MILE AWAY, ON THE BELTWAY.
AS 'TRAILER TRASH' MESELF, ALSO - I CAN EMPATHIZE!
JASMINE'S RIGHT - PLANT SOME 'MARY JANE' - GOOD 'SHIT' SHOULD GROW WHERE GOOD 'SHIT' IS!
PIECE! TK ...
Bless ya! Jasmin Horst