It's the second time I post this poem... I simply love it! The first time I posted it, John Foster himself came to my blog and wrote a few words. It was a pleasure! So, here it is again :)
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The Recycling Rap
Listen to me children. Hear what I say.
We've got to start recycling. It's the only way
To save this planet for future generations -
The name of the game is reclamation.
You've got to start recycling. You know it makes sense.
You've got to start recycling. Stop sitting on the fence.
No more pussyfooting. No more claptrap.
Get yourself doing the recycling rap.
Come on and start recycling. Start today
By saving old newspapers, not throwing them away,
Don't just take them and dump them on the tip,
Tie them in a bundle and put them in the skip.
Get collecting, protecting the future's up to you.
Save all your old glass bottles and your jamjars too.
Take them to the bottle bank, then at the factory
The glass can be recycled, saving energy.
Don't chunk away that empty drink can.
Remember what I said. Start recycling, man.
Wash it, squash it, squeeze it, flat and thin.
Take it to the Save-A-Can and post it in.
Listen to me children. Hear what I say.
We've got to start recycling. It's the only way
To save this planet for future generations -
The name of the game is reclamation.
You've got to start recycling. You know it makes sense.
You've got to start recycling. Stop sitting on the fence.
No more pussyfooting. No more claptrap.
Get yourself doing the recycling rap.
We've got to start recycling. It's the only way
To save this planet for future generations -
The name of the game is reclamation.
You've got to start recycling. You know it makes sense.
You've got to start recycling. Stop sitting on the fence.
No more pussyfooting. No more claptrap.
Get yourself doing the recycling rap.
Come on and start recycling. Start today
By saving old newspapers, not throwing them away,
Don't just take them and dump them on the tip,
Tie them in a bundle and put them in the skip.
Get collecting, protecting the future's up to you.
Save all your old glass bottles and your jamjars too.
Take them to the bottle bank, then at the factory
The glass can be recycled, saving energy.
Don't chunk away that empty drink can.
Remember what I said. Start recycling, man.
Wash it, squash it, squeeze it, flat and thin.
Take it to the Save-A-Can and post it in.
Listen to me children. Hear what I say.
We've got to start recycling. It's the only way
To save this planet for future generations -
The name of the game is reclamation.
You've got to start recycling. You know it makes sense.
You've got to start recycling. Stop sitting on the fence.
No more pussyfooting. No more claptrap.
Get yourself doing the recycling rap.
John Foster
in The Poetry Chest
1 Precious Comments:
I love this poem too. I regret having known about it too late, or I would have put a student of mine singing it on Forestry Day!
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