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)