Life & Death of a Supermarket Trolley by Caroline Guirr

[sorrentofrankenstien]

Lyrics (part 2) As they ascend the rapids Searching for the Safeway, Those of snaggle-wheel may be unable to co-op. There Asda be survivors from Aldi trolleys That somehow escape their mating grounds With their flickering memories of the mating pens, The car parks and awnings herded by pimply youths Where humans spend their earnings. The life and death of a supermarket trolley Is short And very rarely jolly.

[sorrentofrankenstien]

request for lyrics: (part 1)

The trolleys leave the rapids

To reach their spawning grounds,

Leaving behind the sad carcasses

Of those that didnt make it.

Their boss-wheeled skeletons seen poking from the mud at low tide

(Save them kwik).

[sorrentofrankenstien]

yes, the metal in the handles can expand thus causing uncomfortable sores as the plastic gets tight.

[sorrentofrankenstien]

thanks - sorry for making you sad - but we have to face up to the cruelties of nature sometimes (although i always look away at the bit in documentaries when the lions chase the zebras)

[sorrentofrankenstien]

thanks! There was a great low tide today, I noticed. I hope you find some more interesting things. I agree, the bit by Dunston Staithes is particularly good for spotting things. Maybe there will be a Roman trolley in there!

[teachingmum]

Shame on you and your trolley-bashing antics. You can't tar all trollies with the same brush. Some of my best friends are responsible tolleys and either stick to concreted areas or have had water-awareness training.

Croydon boy.