It is becoming very frustrating to constantly tear the posters stapled to the trees, rip the buntings hanging everywhere, chase away people who fling garbage anywhere, educate pournamikas not to burn the dry leaves. Well these are part of my morning dog walk routine, but nothing changes. So I decided to express my helplessness as a poem.

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