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Our Litter, Our World
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Of many a surround, complexities be found
Containers lying moist, a decision or a choice
Yet further on afield, a glance at orange peel
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Remnant turning raw, a rotten eyesore
Rustling wind o’ waste, left in sudden haste
The mice can now compete, with litter in the street
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Fines there are to pay, a shoddy vast array
The circling of sweeps, creating cleaner streets
A clearer road to pave, recycling can be saved
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Creatures here collide, scraps of the roadside
Watchers not around, fly-tipping on waste ground
Yet no-one there to blame, deserted country lane
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Hazards in the town, where shops are to be found
The mess that will not fade, nor biodegrade
Danger near the farm, creatures brought to harm
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Discarded fishing nets, caught around there necks
Trapped in like a pen, cannot get out again
The choices of today, can create a way
Paper, plastic, food, find the nearest bin!
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
Of many a surround, complexities be found
Containers lying moist, a decision or a choice
Yet further on afield, a glance at orange peel
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Remnant turning raw, a rotten eyesore
Rustling wind o’ waste, left in sudden haste
The mice can now compete, with litter in the street
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Fines there are to pay, a shoddy vast array
The circling of sweeps, creating cleaner streets
A clearer road to pave, recycling can be saved
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Creatures here collide, scraps of the roadside
Watchers not around, fly-tipping on waste ground
Yet no-one there to blame, deserted country lane
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Hazards in the town, where shops are to be found
The mess that will not fade, nor biodegrade
Danger near the farm, creatures brought to harm
Paper, plastic, food, piles amass of tin
Discarded fishing nets, caught around there necks
Trapped in like a pen, cannot get out again
The choices of today, can create a way
Paper, plastic, food, find the nearest bin!
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
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