The Wheelie Bin Song - contributions

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The Wheelie Bin Song - contributions

If you've just come from my The Wheelie Bin Song page, you'll know how I wrote a single-verse poem back in 2002 about the tragic fate of a wheelie bin at the hands (or, more properly, the feet) of an irate neighbour. You'll also know how I very nearly didn't even manage that; I needed some help with the last line - and that was really it - no more inspiration would come!

I decided to post the item among my other poetry on this website anyway, and invite all comers to suggest additions. Well, just this afternoon (10th July, 2006), I had an email from a young lady who has had some thoughts on the matter. So - thanks, Lara! You have provided the spark which initiates yet another poetry page within my site.

Here's my verse again, just to remind you, followed by Lara's addition:

I used to have a wheelie bin,
But then my neighbour kicked it in
Because he couldn't tolerate the flies
That hung around the lid all day,
And never seemed to go away -
So now I'm going to give him a surprise!

My wheelie bin's sweet retaliation
Initiated with an odd vibration
Then it started pouring smoke
A weasel flew out tail first
Scampered to next house and cursed -
Then jumped back in the bin with a choke!!
(He does that when he is provoked)

It has begun. It needs to continue! Can you supply some further insight into the fate of the wheelie bin - either by continuing with Lara's narrative, or by starting an entirely different thread of your own?

If so, visit my contact page, figure out my email address, and let's have it! Fame and fortune await you... (well - fame, anyway... )

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