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The Endangered Planet

The ship is sailing tomorrow, Don’t miss it, don’t be late. The green sea steals green bottles From the tattered shore. Why weren’t you there? When the sea called to the hills. You missed it you were late. Now the cliff has turned to sand And small rocks that crumble Slowly beneath your feet, Are the only friend To the pale ocean. A long time has passed Since the flowers bloomed An’ forests stood tall In the sea wind. So tell your kids, Now while you can, Now to recycle, Now to care about, The dying planet left To GLOBAL WARMING! Note: Just thought I would warn you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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