I am going outside to walk the trash
Don’t follow me it is raining
You will melt and that will be
the last time you will ask
me where I am going when
I go walk the trash.
The trash needing emptying
it was plain to see but no one empties
the trash but me.
So please do not follow me when I am walking the trash
(don’t laugh, dear)
in the rain you will melt and all that will be left of
you will be your brain (on the sidewalk)