Get Real About Fuel
Aloft in once pure blue,
form strings of yellow hue -
pollutant see-o-two.
Man's abuse going on.
Dumping fossil carbon.
More filthy pollution.
Six miles up it is seen.
The sky a crisscross scene
from tax free kerosene.
Copyright © Tony Hargreaves | Year Posted 2022
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