Remember back when we begged Fred for them? We swore we would return them immediately after first use.
Time to empty out the change you dump in them, the seedlings you germinate in them, the gold fish you breed in them (okay, maybe not that last one), and return the green, recyclable containers to the ATM room next to the lounge.
We are inspired to poetry:
Little Green Containers
They are in very short supply!
And so expensive more to buy!
And so, that, my friend, is simply why . . .
“Return them,” is the call we cry!
And if you don’t, we might just have to write some more poetry . . .