Can of coca cola's life...
Once upon a time
I was standing next to a glass with half a lime
Suddenly my contents were poured
Poured into the throat of my 'lord'
Though he didn't drink all of me
I really did feel empty
I wasn't me anymore
And from the inside, I felt sore
Next thing I know
I was floating in a flow
The flow was flowing on the side of a sidewalk
I was trying to give myself courage to get out of there by a pep-talk
Suddenly there was a car
It splashed me, together with some water, quite far
As soon as I had dried up
I started rolling like I couldn't stop
I rolled and rolled down town
Watched everything go by with a frown
I watched all those cars polluting our air
Which, I might add, didn't give them a lot of flair
I watched people, as the were filthying the ground
By throwing away my companions while théy did not give one sound
And as time went by, I watched comparable situations
From every days businesses, to several vacations
People were throwing away all of my friends
From nuclear waste, to, such as myself, cans
They used me and many others and when they didn't need us anymore
When we got useless, they threw us, without the slightest wink on the floor
Hereby, they are polluting our environment, our world
And théreby, things could happen that would get the coolest persons hair curled
And with this story I come to the conclusion
Do people even know about pollution?
For every minute, another piece of junk is lost
Like the environment isn't a 'must'.
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