Thursday Thoughts - Recycling TVs and Other Technology

Terry Tout and the Garbage Spout

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by bplanet via freedigitalphotos.net

 

 

Terry Tubert Timothy Tout

Learned young to take his garbage out.

He knew how to pick pieces off,

How to spew prices as he coughed,

The men to sluff the best parts to,

And what they'd cost if there were few.

He kept his piles from piling up.

He bought fine whiskey for his cup.

He watched the piles go in and out.

Terry Tubert Timothy Tout

Got rich off a garbage spout -

But then the spout would not turn off

And the fumes made his workers cough,

No people prized the parts he picked,

Profits vanished as trash grew thick.

So Terry Tout fled the scene too,

Mad from watching as trash piles grew,

Afraid tech trash will chase him down -

It took his job, why not his town?

 

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

 

 

This week's rhyme was inspired by some news on e-waste

and the effects of tech trends changing with haste.

 

Technorati Tags: Waste, Electronics, Poem, Technology, Recycling, Poetry

Thursday Thoughts - Ostriches Are The Other Red Meat

Ostracized Meat

by Rachel Hoyt

Oh ostrich, don't hate me,

but I've had an itch lately

for your feathers and leathers,

but my tastebuds won't teather

that with love for your meat -

lean red meat I won't eat!

Yet ostrich, I'm sorry,

to decorate Safari

I will need your plumes and hide,

Though I desire to sustainably abide...

And I bet if you were truthful,

you would wish to feel more useful.

Oh ostrich, I wish,

you were the main dish,

on some scoundrel's plate

so I could blame your fate

on carnivore's taste

and the need to not waste.

Ostrich, can't you see

the Klein Karoo Kooperasie

unintentionally freed

you from tastebud greed

with onomotopea...

Yet are you thankful we don't eat ya?

© 2012 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved

 

 

 

Not poultry or game but currently classified the same,

I wonder if we will ever prefer ostrich to turkey?

I think I would rather give up feathers and leathers

than eat the gorgeous birds for whom I wrote these silly words.
 

 

Technorati Tags: Ostrich, Meat, Leather, Rhyme, Poetry

 

Read more rhymes by Rachel at her column, Clickety Clack -

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