The Garbadge Dump. Poem by cyerra weimer
The Garbadge Dump.
Down the street i go.
To the garbadge dump.
To the garbadge dump.
I see some people a dumpster diving
Oh, i see some people a dumpster diving.
i go see what there doing.
At the garbadge dump.
Theres some scums looking for some gum.
I go home from the garbadge dump.
From the garbadge dump.
I smell so badly.
Oh, i smell so badly.
Oh well.
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5/3/2024 8:31:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
did you bring back anything?