Rubbish Verse

We are indebted to Sharon Cattermole of the Prittle Brook Community Group for her poetic musings on collecting litter as she departs for pastures new.

 

The Prittle Brook Wombling Song

Undergrowth, overgrowth, rambling Free

The Prittle Brook Community Group are we.

Making good use of the things that we find,

Things that the everyday folks leave behind.

 

Old shopping trolleys

Remember the time when we found the money outside the school

All those notes on the street

Paid for our tea and cake at Cornerstone Café

 

We are all organised, work as a team,

We keep the path tidy, and we keep it clean,

Undergrowth, overgrowth, rambling free

The Prittle Brook Community Group are we.

 

People do notice us, they always see,

As under their noses we may be

As we meet on our monthly task day

Looking for litter to trundle away.

 

We’re so incredibly, utterly devoted

Making the most of everything

Even metal and tin

Pick up the pieces and send them off to the scrap

Care of my Dad!

 

Undergrowth, overgrowth, rambling free

The Prittle Brook Community Group are we.

Making good use of the things that we find,

Things that the everyday folks leave behind.

 

A Litter of Emotion

This bitter sweet occasion

Is flavoured by my time,

Spent with all you volunteers,

Amongst the mess and grime

 

That’s littered our fond pathway

Between Lourdes and Eastwood Road,

As we scratch around with pickers

While Bill wheel barrows our load.

 

The weather’s always favourable,

Only once did snow compete

To disrupt one date in 2012,

So much we couldn’t meet.

 

We mingle, and decry the dog

Whose lot we find en route,

Then set the world to rights again

On our regular commute.

 

We never get disheartened

By this continual task

When passers-by just shake their heads

But some of them do ask

 

‘Who are you? Where do you meet?

I may join in one day.’

It’s always so encouraging

To hear what they have to say.

 

‘Thank you, we believe it helps

Now look at all this poop.

Here’s a list of future dates

If you want to join our group.’

 

And so it comes with mixed emotion,

As I pass to Meg and Ken

The running of this Merry Band

I do hope we meet again.

 

 

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