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Look upon
the water,
The colours of the deep,
Things that we are sowing there,
Are things that we will reap.
See the
dolphins jumping,
The whales, like mighty ships,
They could be in jeopardy,
Because of oil slicks.
A slick
upon the water,
The colour of despair,
In the name of industry,
Does anybody care?
Colours
of the rainbow,
In oily magnitude,
Slowly killing ocean life,
This sticky thing called Crude.
See all
nature weeping,
And watch her colours die,
Unless we are more careful,
And by her rules abide.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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