Ozone Still Ours
OZONE STILL OUR'S!
-Dharga Nagar Safa
Oh pooh burning and sweating pajamas,
Buckets of water from the Venus in vain,
The skin of the lives in wombs changing colors,
Raise,....raise and raise in God's name!,
All Nobel hands of fame,
Join your winning themes,
To repair the wounded ozone with the mix of your brains!
Oh Pooh! burning and sweating all pajamas!
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