Reading These 47 Lines Will Put Your “Greenness” to the Test

S.Brovkin
S.Brovkin
Jan 24, 2017 · 3 min read

“This is My Crap for the Landfill” story

photo © S. Brovkin

This controversial British nursery rhyme is absolutely unknown to anybody, because nobody would have written a nursery rhyme questioning the benefits of recycling in the sixteenth century.

It is a cumulative tale that does not tell how much recycling actually costs, or even what crap should better go in the landfill, but instead shows how many indirect costs and people are linked to the issue, and through this method tells the story of “The Statesman that is sure to win” on the ecology ticket and the “Worker in face mask”, who has nothing better to do, as well as other smaller details, showing how these are interlinked.

his is my crap for the landfill.

This is the bin that stores the crap that I’d rather dump in the landfill.

his is the soap I use to clean

The crap that I neatly store in the bin

But rather would dump in the landfill.

his is hot water to rinse the soap

That cleans the crap that I store in the bin

But rather would dump in the landfill.

his is the truck that empties the bins

That store the crap ostensibly clean

That I washed and rinsed with zest and zeal

But rather would dump in the landfill.

hese are the tires and gasoline

Consumed by the truck that empties the bins

That store the crap ostensibly clean

That I washed and rinsed with zest and zeal

But rather would dump in the landfill.

hese are the expensive recycling machines

Built for the purpose to sort everything

That comes off the truck that empties the bins

That store the crap ostensibly clean

That I washed and rinsed with zest and zeal

But rather would dump in the landfill.

his is the worker in face mask and jeans

That earns his living on those machines

Bought for the purpose to sort everything

That comes off the truck that empties the bins

That store the crap ostensibly clean

That I washed and rinsed with zest and zeal

But rather would dump in the landfill.

his is the crowd that feels good and green

That cheers the worker in face mask and jeans

That earns his living on those machines

Bought for the purpose to sort everything

That comes off the truck that empties the bins

That store the crap that’s ostensibly clean

That I washed and rinsed with zest and zeal

But rather would dump in the landfill.

his is the Statesman that is sure to win

Endorsed by the crowd that feels good and green

That cheers the worker in face mask and jeans

That earns his living on those machines

Bought for the purpose to sort everything

That comes off the truck that empties the bins

That store the crap that’s ostensibly clean

That I washed and rinsed with zest and zeal

But rather would dump in the landfill.

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Hope you enjoyed reading something that is not related to the virtual reality show we are all being made part of these days. Share it with friends who want to get away from it all.

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