Early one morning- synchronised dance
Of the Homosapian species
Inhabiting the urban jungle, down our way,
The heavy rumble as you trundle, in advance
On the gateway of their lair,
Signalling the ritual of bin day once more,
On sentry duty, the weekly parade,
Silent - standing to attention
Up and down the street, the regiment
Dressed in green, waiting, watching,
Your bellies overflowing with their waste,
- Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-
Signals the hunter\'s near
Captured one by one - disenbowelling
Your bellies, empty - your intestines clear,
Silence - a return to duty,
Bang, bang, clatter, rumble, thud,
As you are returned to your billet
Peering down your throat, that dark chasm,
Inhaling your fetid breath - \'check - empty and ready to refill\'
The synchronised signal of the Homosapian\'s return,
Signalling the end of another bin day
The weekly trooping of the rubbish - down our way,
Human nature, human behaviour on display
Homosapian tribes moving as one, in the ritual of bin day.