Green verdant pastures,
And lush green rolling hills,
A countryside that’s beautiful.
It doesn’t mean nothing to men of money,
As they seek to destroy it all.
They want to develop
This green and pleasant land,
Making money is they understand.
They do not care about nature,
The environment is just another resource,
To be exploited,
To be used.
And if we don’t stop them
Who else will.
They will rape our world,
Until there is nothing left of beauty,
It should be our duty,
It’s time for us to make a stand.
fauxcroft 
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