Plastic Bag : the Saga Continues

PLASTIC BAG: THE SAGA CONTINUES Yes, they laughed at him, full of hot air, but he died trying. It’s easy to forget that - it seems - Plastic bags too have ambitions, careers, dreams. He was ready and waiting for a slight opening . . . anything. Saw Dick Whittington with his bag full of potential; Inspired by Mary Poppins’ magic bag so special ; Noted the bank paper-money in reinforced bags commercial; Those doctors’ bags for the sick – so beneficial. Door ajar one day, wind of change lifted his spirit - He took his chance: he challenged the system : Could be more than a plastic wrapper menacing the ecosystem. Chance favors the prepared: his ambition was transparent. The others were cautious, rappers singing of life in the crapper. His life was limited to apple-wrap : made him sick Listening to other wrappers’ mundane earth-bound music - Most despondent of all is an apple-wrapper rapper. On his death-bed he did not regret his attempt: Ok - it ended in a downdraft and muddle, Sinking in the dog crap puddle; But I’d do it again he cried, if someone should tempt. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . NOTE This is the second in a series of supermarket-plastic-bag-wrapper poems dedicated to a particular apple-wrapper which escaped in the high winds of St. Petersburg, Russia. The first in the series was ILLUSIONS OF GRANDEUR.