Air pollution

by kiara   Nov 21, 2006


Im choking where ever I go
Clouds are surrounded by a strange glow
Illnesses lye in the streets
Dead bodies are covered by white sheets
All I can see is a strange fog
Whilst I go for my jog
I am beeped at by cars
Driven by people who have never seen the stars
Traffic jams and road rage
Everyone has a full fuel gauge
So who really cares about the sky which once was
Who really cares about what their car does
As long as they can get from point a to b
They donâ??t listen to mother natures plea
Well I listen to the sound of a bus
Theres nothing about it which needs a fuss
Trains I listen to the high pitched whistle
For to me they are as strong as gristle
They help mother natures land
Get its self out of the dark sinking sand
Illnesses it can help prevent
And it only cost a little bit more than a cent
Which is much cheaper than a litre of fuel
These things should be to you a precious jewel
Donâ??t ignore mother natures innocent plea
What must I do to make you see
Public transport is there to save us
So please everyone just hop on a bus

((hey i had 2 do this 4 a geo assignment so plz be nice i hate writing wht im told lol check out my othas im very proud of them))

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  • 17 years ago

    by DarkJem

    Hey it's great but not a subject i'd enjoy either lol. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by SingleWing

    Heyy! Thanks for your comment. Lol. This is really good! Well done. See you round
    xxxxxx