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Plymouth
A poem by Rex Tyler (rex@cooksdelight.co.uk) Source: www.cooksdelight.co.uk |
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Within our precious chromosomes Genes perform the task Of gathering information You only need to ask Radiation coming into contact Means we pay Even tiny little bits Affect our DNA So LISTEN all you People Tritium is fine You worry too much all of you Shut up and tow the line Vanguard look's majestic It's tritium will go Into the River Tamar Watch it ebb and flow Remember Mr Scientist Remember what you do You plainly keep us in the dark But we know more than you It's just so bloody dangerous Dumping all this stuff Into rivers running through our city So enoughs enough There isn't a safe limit So stop this practice now Dont talk up jobs We're not the slobs You think we are and how We have a choice We have a voice So out of this lets bow We're not prepared To just run scared Why should we allow Our children And their children To suffer when we've gone The river's not a trash can That God has put upon Our planet to pollute at will The suffering will be Experienced, so mark my words For all eternity! |