It's Your Fault
Ok
I'll say it
I'm sorry I made the wind blow
I'll admit
It's my fault
That the rain ceased to fall
I'll say it!
I'll thake the blame
I ceased the grass from growing.
While we're at it:
I stopped the trees from staying upright
I started the babies crying
I made the sun roast the earth.
I made the water stomp flowing
I made fireflies stop glowing.
Why did I do it?
Don't ask me, you helped too.
You sat by while I cooked and fried.
You didn't believe in climate change.
You laughed, I died.
Guess what babe?
You're next!
Copyright © Deborah Foster | Year Posted 2015
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