SALLY THE RECYCLER

In city park she’s here each day Searching through every litter bin. To see what gem may hide away She rummages deep down within. With ginger coat and auburn hair, Is this an urban fox we see? She scatters litter everywhere As bin contents are now set free. With her shopping trolley in tow Useable items she collects But dog waste bags she’ll promptly throw And nasty plastic she rejects. All of those drink cans are of worth As they can bring some money back. Part eaten pizzas she’ll unearth As they provide a welcome snack. Recycling stuff is Sally’s game. Free pickings she grabs every day. It’s how she lives; she feels no shame. In city park she’s here each day.