The Shrinking World
The towns are filled with traffic
the country is full of trains,
the seas are full of boats and ships
the skies are filled with planes.
The population is growing fast
there's little room to spare,
and if a space is found
they build houses everywhere.
This world of ours is now so small
survival now depends,
on whether we can live together
or at least be friends.
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