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Ordinary(Litter Louts)
A poem by Rex Tyler (rex@cooksdelight.co.uk) Source: www.cooksdelight.co.uk |
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Yesterday in Ashridge There were volunteers about The National Trust had asked them To prevent the Litter Lout Making matters even worse Than they appeared to be Just look along the forest tracks And what is it you see? Amongst the Autumn colours Alongside gorgeous trees Coke Cans,cigarette packets tin cans if you please rubber tyres,glass bottles clutter everywhere along the paths chucked out of cars Its really so unfair! Ashridge is naturally beautiful Anytime of year The seasons are the canvas As the colours do appear The silver birch the golden hues Go and enjoy the view Just watch them emptying ashtrays Right in front of you Their judgement non existent God knows who they are? But what chance will a young deer have Who runs out in front, of their car? Their blood quality, suspect Acidic! let us say And because of this The environment means a little less each today Just a place to unload rubbish To spoil the countryside Where wild plants, already struggle Where the fungi tribes may hide Where the Holly and the Ivy Await the coming snow And the vandals with their secateurs Who I guarantee will show The litter louts, the vandals Their the people on the street They may drive nice cars they may smoke cigars They have nice shoes on their feet! Their ordinary, but they possibly Have acidic conditions too And thats what makes them what they are Thats my considered view |