Who b dis so
nasty person
b litterin'
e'rewhere
ackin' like
dey don't b knowin'
dey trash b
flyin' out dey car
Paper, foodt,
bottles and beers
dey
clutteration b fillin' da sholders
an linin' da
hyways wid dey junk
an mucky
trash
Wat is da
madder wid u?
u ain't hat
no home trainin'?
dat u don't
be throwin' ur rubbish
out da truck
wen u b drivin'?
Now I b flyn'
down da road
mindin' my
own buiz
when wat dit
I see
but some ol'
detritus hash
throwin' dey
refuse out dey window
An don't get
me started
'bout da
trucks dat b havin' trash
fly out dey
back
cause dey
don't b securin' dey trash
Wat is rong
wid u?
U b thinkin'
da world is a garbage can?
U r so nasty
U b havin'
some kine of disorder?
Ur mind b in
some kind of trashy disarray?
Wat is da
madder wid u?
U b thinkin'
da world b a jungle
where u can
leev ur trash all ober da ball park
an leavin' ur
cups, popcorn, candi and drinks
so somebody
else can b pickin' it up?
Wat is wrong
wid u?
U collateral,
detritus, hodgepodge
of a human
specimen
Ur mind b so
jumbled
dat da
mishmash u b leavin'
dun b muddled
ur offal mind
Ain't nobody
wantin' to pic up ur refuse.
Ur rummage
ain't dey luv in life.
Dey don't b
waitn' anxiosiously
2 sweep ur
scrambled scatterings
dey feet
don't shuffle jest 2 get to your
nasty
untidiness
Pick up ur
nasty trash
u nasty thang
an don't be
spectin' uder people 2 b doin'
wat u shuld b
put ur waste
in da trashcan
dats wat de b
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