I'm picking litter To clear out the litter in my head To clear out what was said
With a robot arm I mean you no harm It's a mental need To sow new seed
The needs of the planet Are called out by the Goddess Tanit Let's gather more litter And afray from being bitter
Armed with remote arm I've become a litter picker and picked up a huge bag of stuff on my street today. Interestingly many of the pieces are the same leading to the conclusion only a few are spoiling