Eco-wackos are out there spewing
about what the oil drillers are doing,
wrecking our earth and bleeding it dry,
pissing and moaning, telling the lie.
Don't drill here, protect our beaches,
arrogantly haughty like Star Belly Sneeches.
Don't spoil the tundra and kill Caribou
rantin' and ravin' with their hullabaloo.
Don't get me wrong, we should conserve,
but they're starting to get on my last nerve.
If they have their way, I'll tell you man.
Their new Motto; Save Gas, Fart In A Can.
I am an "eco-wacko" and therefore, anything I can do to protect our earth for my future grandchildren to enjoy is definitely worth eating all this cabbage, broccoli, and baked beans!
ROFLMAO!!!!
Great Write Rusty...and she continues...puff*
Love and Peace~
Kimmy *puff-puff***!!!(that was at least a half can) Whew!!!
Chrissy
Love Tinka
Works for me! Terrific poem.
Cynthia
Love,
CJ
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling