There's a plastic bottle Lying in our street. Now, it is crumpled, But once it was neat. Oh plastic bottle, Where have you been? Why are you littering A place so green? Oh plastic bottle, Once filled with gold, Why do you lie there Looking crumpled and old? Who opened you up And drank from your neck? Who carelessly threw you Out on the deck? Oh plastic bottle, I'll make you like new. I'll take you away And recycle you. |
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