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Chapter 3 - Junk

A series of poems telling the story of my character Milt, the man with a television for a head. My friend and I are working on turning it into a rock opera too, so that'll be cool...

Chapter 3 - Junk

Chapter 3 - Junk
To the post of his mailbox a shopping cart had been locked
When out from his small, dumpy home he had walked.
Unlocking the padlock and unwrapping the chain,
He took hold of the cart and pushed it down the lane.
He continued through town as he looked past the stares
Of the locals that he knew were secretly scared...
He knew that they feared him, but ignored them all,
And enjoyed the small breeze from the weather of fall.
He was making his way to where most folks would discard
Their broken unwanteds; the local junk yard.
It was here he collected an assortment of things
Like various parts of radios and machines
He would put these in his cart as he worked all alone
And when he had filled it, he would start his way home...


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