For 1468 Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
Up oozed a fossil fuel, a greedy fool, "Pleased to meet you, my name is Oil, the same. In this town, I'm the only game. Believe me, I'll make you see I'm a monopoly, and though some folks say I'm crude, and greenhouse gasses, I exude, fouls the planet ever since I ran it. Solar, Wind, and your brothers, I'll shut you down and any others. Every elected official answers when I whistle."
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