Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
Green Rebuke
If plants were sentient
What a fix we'd be in
They would hate us and
Quit making oxygen
Endless years of being
Trampled and chopped
"Suffocate the humans"
Until it will be stopped
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