A LITTERBUG’S COME-UPPANCE
Hey, you! Yes, you—who just now threw
This can into the street—
I’ve finally caught up with you:
For years, walking my beat
I’ve daily seen the evidence
Of careless disregard
And your continual offense
To sidewalk, bush and yard.
At last I get to apprehend
The scofflaw who has spoiled
This neighborhood, and I intend
Your habits will be foiled:
For thirty days you’ll fill this sack
And carry garbage on your back.