0152 Ecology Needs A Fine Balance Poem by Michael Shepherd
0152 Ecology Needs A Fine Balance
An active eco-warrior he;
he loved all trees and frogs;
that's why, before he drowned, he upped
and shot the legs off dogs.
Apologies, Rusty. A spot of spoonerism crept in. As it does. Well-boiled icicles, raffia mats, the drain brain, that sort of thing. I've reached the ambling rage.
Thanks. I see now how well written. Please, call me (R) usty.
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4/18/2024 6:42:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thanks for the explanation Michael, Yes, it's completely bonkers, we interfere in nature, then, we interfere a bit more...and then wonder why it all goes horribly wrong!