THE END
Water’s foul pollution Poisonous toxic air No hope of a solution No one seems to care Car exhaust emission Global warming gas Thermo nuclear fission Agent Orange grass No fish left in the seas Growing cancer rate No more rainforest trees Now it’s all too late A radioactive mushroom Blotting out the sky It means that very soon Our planet is to die
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