DUMPSTER DO-WOP

Man, these bins are singin' the blues today. Every time I walk by, it's a whole lament of rusty mettle. The wind whips around, makin' 'em rattle like a broken ensemble. Makes you wonder what stories they whisper - tales of parties, maybe even some truths. Ain't that somethin', a symphony of rubbish? Maybe it's a lesson to clean up our act - or mayb