Global Warming

For everyone in the world. I imagine it as a song.

What is now so helpful,
Could soon become harmful.
Please help, this world could just heat up.
What was, ’till now, nurturing,
Might just end up hurting,
Us all if we do not just stop.

We made this into our,
Own scene very dour,
And you should not stop ’till it’s fixed.
Our own ozone layer,
Needs treatment with care,
Until global warming desists.

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