Dumb Dee Dump Dump

Once I've reached
my expiration date
and am no longer serviceable

Deposit me in a hefty bag, 

The extra stretchy
reinforced kind
with the drawstrings

Drag me out to the street   

or if my weight is too extreme

use my old little red wagon
to transport my remains     
for the curbside pickup brigade

Maybe I can be recycled

or used for fertilizer

Perhaps
the scavengers
can mine my bones
for raw materials

I won’t be offended
if my carcass is thrown out

Because I’ll be very dead

Which as we all know 

is a much
bigger problem