Sell the wood of ancient forests,
Chopped down to make way for bovine farming,
Long grown trees impossible to replace,
Now just logs on trucks, on their way,
To be used for fine furniture,
For some greedy exploiters to earn their way
But these are the lungs of our planet,
And cutting them down is leading to humanities decay.
fauxcroft 
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