Think love!

The trash men left trash

strowed up and down the street.

The recyle bin is filled and flowing over

with soda, juice and water bottles for a month.

The water main break has caused

my water to run red and muddy in my sink.

If I take a bath I may turn red.

Think love!

I'll watch from my window to see

China play with her toys, the birds and

squirrels.  This may help keep me calm

for the call I must make to tell

the city engineers, give me a break.

Come to my block and get things straight.

I want to speak with a civil tongue,

I dont' want to come unglued while I'm

on the phone, so

I thought I would share, before I go

to catch the next episode in my toilette,

it's backing up again from the street.

It's dung!

(c) 2008

Louisa A Dobbins-Bull