Litter on the wingnFly above menFlutter in the windnAnd swoop over parked carsnPerches high up in a treenAnd flapping plastic feathersnSeem to say You created menThen you treat me with disdainnAs I wash down the drainnTo where frogs are croakingnAnd dolphins chokingnnLitter on the wingnHigh above menAt the whim of the windnDart behind brickworknMuch maligned reminder that our refusenKnows no refuge in a delugenPoly poltergeistsnRefuse to refrain from romping in the rainnThese remains that taunt usnRemain to haunt us