(Inspired by a morning walk and reading Jeremiah)
Cursed be the dog walker who left on a seat,
A forgotten dog offering in black bag replete.
Launched from a window of a passing car,
Plastic tributes to a Burger King star.
All hail great king where the holy will sup,
Stoop in submission the offering to pick up.
Woe to the gardeners, grinding tree stumps at 7:00,
When the school year's just ended and all should be heaven.
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