Wastebaskets

When I emptied wastebaskets on the weekend
I was quite consistent
Temptation might say, "Relax, my friend,"
But I could be resistant.

But then I got a bright idea:
I'll do it Monday night
Just before the trashmen come
With Tuesday's early light

Now I skip them on the weekend
And forget them Monday night
When the trashmen come on Tuesday,
The wastebaskets still are tight.

So the next week's load is twice as great
As ever it should be
And when I want to whine and moan,
There's no one to blame but me.