Side street easterlies,
Deposit not upon my lawn
Your wind-swept refuse.
Once again the garbage day winds have left a multitude of unexpected treasures along the side of my house. Hooray for a corner lot, I suppose.
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Actually, it's not the wind at all, it's just a sick way for me to pass the time and amuse myself by throwing trash on your lawn. You're welcome!
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