the sun is shinning and the birds will awake
the sun will rise and the earth will shake
the sound of people can be heard through the air
the killing of creatures as we strip grounds bear
we destroy our ozone and cause global warming
scientest try to tell us but we do not heed their warning
so we destroy the earth which we call home
leaving less ground for the animals to roam
the earth will soon parish and everything with it
it has already begun bit by bit...
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