Watch out world.
You're in a mess.
Too late now
For S.O.S.
The damage done
By man's own hand
Is causing ruin
Across the land.
They foul the air,
Pollute the seas,
While cutting down
Too many trees.
They dig the earth,
Extract it's yields,
And kill the grass
Upon the fields.
Why don't they stop,
Or don't they care
About pollution
In the air.
Or is it that
They do not know
Just what to do
Or where to go.
But watch out world
As you spin along.
The things they've done
Have all gone wrong.
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