Too Late

If we wait to care

Until we are affected,

We will be too late.

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Our Only Home

This spinning ball’s our only home;

We have nowhere else to roam.

Reuse your bottles, walk with care;

The Life in you is everywhere.

Reduce all that you claim to need;

While eating, be sure that you feed;

Keep an eye on what you buy;

They sell destruction on the sly.

Walk more, drive less, keep usage low;

Take time to plant things that will grow.

This spinning ball’s our only home;

We have nowhere else to roam.

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