Empty Bottles
Empty bottles on the ground
Most were emptied where they were found
Now it makes it hard just to walk around
Past empty bottles on the ground
Those big V-twins that rule the road
Park on the grass so freshly mowed
And in the fridge the beer is stowed
Drink what you can - nothing owed
Nobody walks they crawl or ride
And kick those empty bottles aside
They run the neighborhood - law defied
And do it all as a matter of pride
When they all leave, here I’ll be
Facing that dreaded sobriety
And the cursed rules of society
Picking up bottles but not in glee
Bottles in the trash can safely latched
A new problem has now hatched
In wonderment my head is scratched
‘Cause some bottles still have drinkers attached!
Empty bottles on the ground
Most were emptied where they were found
Now it makes it hard just to walk around
Past empty bottles on the ground
