A Lament to Plastic Storage
A Lament to Plastic Storage
By Jason Lentz
Oh Tupperware, oh tupper where...
Just eight months ago, you were sixteen,
But today barely one can be seen.
Your white cupboard which was once your home,
Now stands abandoned, left all alone.
Oh Tupperware, oh tupper where...
While yes a gift, given to me free,
Each lid and bin still belonged to me.
Did I mistreat you and cause you harm?
Maybe you left to live on a farm?
Oh Tupperware, oh tupper where...
I hope your new home does treat you well,
Cleaning you pristine leaving no smell.
Could it be, you have an ocean view?
Perhaps at sea with a pirate crew?
Oh Tupperware, oh tupper where....
Where are you, oh where, oh where, oh where?
Tis as if you've vanished to thin air.
If one day you do choose to come back
I'll kindly return you to your rack.
Where oh where, is my Tupperware?
By Jason Lentz
Oh Tupperware, oh tupper where...
Just eight months ago, you were sixteen,
But today barely one can be seen.
Your white cupboard which was once your home,
Now stands abandoned, left all alone.
Oh Tupperware, oh tupper where...
While yes a gift, given to me free,
Each lid and bin still belonged to me.
Did I mistreat you and cause you harm?
Maybe you left to live on a farm?
Oh Tupperware, oh tupper where...
I hope your new home does treat you well,
Cleaning you pristine leaving no smell.
Could it be, you have an ocean view?
Perhaps at sea with a pirate crew?
Oh Tupperware, oh tupper where....
Where are you, oh where, oh where, oh where?
Tis as if you've vanished to thin air.
If one day you do choose to come back
I'll kindly return you to your rack.
Where oh where, is my Tupperware?