Daily Tip: Take the Garbage out even if u r not Sara Cynthia Sylvia Stout!

*What has 4 wheels and flies?  A garbage truck!!

It's Thursday morning.  Ev'ry Thursday morning the dump truck comes to collect the garbage, and ev'ry Thursday morning I find myself crazily scrambling to get the garbage to the corner and usually finding myself in a tizzy.
Nevertheless, it is important to take out the garbage for many reasons, especially so that it gets carted away and doesn't have to wait a week to get collected.
I will need to post a reminder on my Google calender on Wednesdays.  Thursdays comes so soon!
Why remove your garbage from your living environment?
Let's enjoy Shel Silverstein's reasons in:
"Sara Cynthia Sylvia Stout
Would not take the garbage out!"
(The video of the author reading this poem is at the bottom of this post!)
Shel Silverstein, 1974

Sara Cynthia Sylvia Stout


Would not take the garbage out!


She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans,


Candy the yams and spice the hams,


And though her daddy would scream and shout,


She simply would not take the garbage out.


And so it piled up to the ceilings:


Coffee grounds, potato peelings,


Brown bananas, rotten peas,


Chunks of sour cottage cheese.


It filled the can, it covered the floor,


It cracked the window and blocked the door


With bacon rinds and chicken bones,


Drippy ends of ice cream cones,


Prune pits, peach pits, orange peel,


Gloppy glumps of cold oatmeal,


Pizza crusts and withered greens,


Soggy beans and tangerines,


Crusts of black burned buttered toast,


Gristly bits of beefy roasts. . .


The garbage rolled on down the hall,


It raised the roof, it broke the wall. . .


Greasy napkins, cookie crumbs,


Globs of gooey bubble gum,


Cellophane from green baloney,


Rubbery blubbery macaroni,


Peanut butter, caked and dry,


Curdled milk and crusts of pie,


Moldy melons, dried-up mustard,


Eggshells mixed with lemon custard,


Cold french fried and rancid meat,


Yellow lumps of Cream of Wheat.


At last the garbage reached so high


That it finally touched the sky.


And all the neighbors moved away,


And none of her friends would come to play.


And finally Sara Cynthia Stout said,


"OK, I'll take the garbage out!"


But then, of course, it was too late. . .


The garbage reached across the state,


From New York to the Golden Gate.


And there, in the garbage she did hate,


Poor Sarah met an awful fate,


That I cannot now relate


Because the hour is much too late.


But children, remember Sara Stout


And always take the garbage out!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tvNhhEtUGJY


PS.  I am happy to relate that after posting this the Garbage truck was 2 doors down, and I was able to get the garbage out, just in the nick of time, to be collected by the sanitary engineers today!!!


Make sure to enjoy a sample of original music from my band Molly and Sonny Boy's newest CD release http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/mollysonnyboy2