Hertfordshire has become a dump

SIR – A poem. We ve been visited by relies Who ve come from near and far They ve travelled on an aeroplane A train, a bus, a car. We collected them from london And brought them to our home They were really pleased to see us So we didn t want this moan!

SIR - A poem.

We've been visited by relies

Who've come from near and far

They've travelled on an aeroplane

A train, a bus, a car.

We collected them from london

And brought them to our home

They were really pleased to see us

So we didn't want this moan!

'Oh Herts you are so dirty

There's litter everywhere

Doesn't anyone report it?

Doesn't anyone seem to care?'

The road from Tesco roundabout

Which leads down to the lakes

Is knee high deep in plastic

Of all colours, types and makes.

There's dumping in the lay-by

And bags in all the trees

I reported it at Christmas

So will someone clear it please!

We're a very dirty county

Someone needs to take control

The A1M is filthy

We need a litter patrol!

They need to clean more often

They need to warn the guys

Who chuck litter from their windows

Attracting rats and flies.

So those who sit in office

And govern from on high

Please heed this little ditty

Please listen to my cry.

We really need a tidy

The streets all need a clean

So Herts becomes a county

That's a pleasure to be seen!

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