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Don't Feed The Sewer Monster
Don't pour cooking oil down the drain!
No vacie por la coladera el aceite para cocinar!
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The Story of Cloggity Blob II
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I was walking down the street minding my own
When I heard a sound or some kind of groan.
I looked about and saw something odd:
A manhole cover moved and out popped
Cloggity Blob!
The blob was orange and sticky and thick.
The odor was atrocious and made me feel sick.
It oozed towards the gutter and I could see
That it was a sewer monster trying to flee!!! |
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He escaped from the sewer below the street
And ran down the gutter without any feet.
“Where are you headed?”, I started to shout.
“Where are you going?”, I had to find out.
“Down the street and around the bend,
The river is my journey’s end.”
He started to laugh in a maniacal tone
And left a trail of slime as he passed by my home. |
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As the day progressed, his pace slowed.
He tripped, tromped and trickled down the road.
Finally, he had to stop;
The journey was long, the pavement was hot.
He grew 2 legs and in a last chance
Got up and danced a funky rain dance.
The clouds darkened above the town.
The wind picked up and the rain fell down. |
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As the rain flowed, it washed away all the crud,
Grass clipping, leaves, dirt and soap suds,
Oil, litter and fertilizer, too,
And, maybe even some doggy do.
Along the way, it moved my blob.
Nearing the storm drain, he started to sob,
“It worked, I’m free!” he shouted with glee
“And once in the river, I’ll look for the sea!” |
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“Stop him!!”, I yelled, I shuddered, I cried
“Don’t let him escape, our fish will all die!”
I ran home quick, as fast as I could.
I called the City of Stockton
and asked if they could:
Stop pollution from entering the storm drain;
They sent out a truck to vacuum the same.
Next came a street sweeper to clean up the mess
And finally...and no less,
I got a grease trap to collect all my grease
So it wouldn’t go down the drain and escape to the street. |
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Keep this tale in mind and try not to shiver.
A storm drainage system goes straight to the river.
There is no treatment, much to our sorrow:
What’s in the street today
will be with the fish tomorrow.
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The Story of Cloggity Blob is copyrighted
and is presented here with special thanks to the
author, Mary Paterniti, Industrial Pre-Treatment Program Coordinator
for Longmont, Colorado.
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Stockton,
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