The earth poem.
The earth is slowly turning
It's skies no longer blue
It's trees cut down and burning
The earth belongs to you.
The earth and all it's creatures
Are friends who give and share
But how can got things reach us
When the pollution in the air?
The earth must be cared for
With love and tenderness
By people who- rich or poor-
Will give it more, not less.
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