Poem: The Living Trash Can

[Binky The Clown]

Here is my first poem. First you must know that Olean is pronounced Oh-Lee-An, no Oh-Leen. The last board I was on there was a little misunderstanding.

There once was a place called Olean
And in this place lived a living trash can
he was about to pounce on a child
when down from the sky fell a can of salsa (mild)
He swooped right down and grabbed him hard
And threw him into a pool of lard