Mr Night Cart called in to replace the pan
Dear Beagle Editor,
Who remembers the old outhouse, the dunny out back?
The stench as it filled, the maggots and blowflies?
How the fuller it got, the more it stunk?
The old pan would stink until the night cart came by and replaced the pan with a cleaned, empty one.
Well the pan called council is filled to overflowing, too many missed collections to empty, the stench has become unbearable and overwhelming.
The overflow is unhealthy, causing sickness and disease to spread to all users.
It's long past time to empty the pan, get in some fresh air, a fresh aroma, get rid of the stench.
The time has passed to end the browngate of contempt.
A time retrain those who are merely sitting in the stall reading the torn squares of old newspapers, producing nothing but hot air.
It's past time to kick open the dunny door and let the light shine in, exposing the poop factory for what it is, a cesspit in need of a clense.
Mr Night cart man, please come urgently.
(Name not to be published)