Thank You For Your Service - Poem by Ima Ryma
Algae's being scrutinized by
U.S. Department of Defense.
Uncle Sam may want algae - why?
To fuel the forces in a sense.
The algae take the sunshine in,
And craps it out as crude oil, quick,
The kind that can run an engine.
So the green gunk is more than ick.
Maybe generals have affairs,
And embarrass the Pentagon,
But with algae, there's no such cares.
Constant renewal gets it on.
We will thank algae more and more,
As we do jump from war ro war.
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