The Trash Men by Bobby Stevenson

I’m just like my Father and proud of it,

We both pick up litter from the street,

It’s the way we are, I think he said,

And I guess he’s probably got that right,

It doesn’t make us soft or stupid,

It doesn’t make us sad or weak,

It only means we care enough,

And there isn’t much of that lying

Around the street these days.