Recycling Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

Recycling



Do I live
A synthetic life
As I float
On my boat,
Wondering?

P'raps recycling
Some stuff
Around me.

Some bits burn.
Others don't.

Plastic, the stink
Could make you sick.

Some rubbish
Gets the heave-ho!

They happily go
To give heat.
Make my life sweet
With the meat
Of the matter
Wher'ence it goes...

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