Doing my part to save the earth

Green Dream

Running from a green lion
I headed for a truck
I noticed a green ostrich
looking down on his luck.
He was kicking a green egg
that was only an empty shell
across the dusty savannah
a harsh place to dwell.
Then I woke and looked
for a charactor named Sam
knowing he would offer me
a plate of green ham.

Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2010-04-03 at 06:30

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John Ashleigh
A good take on the ecological crisis. Thanks for sharing, it is a pleasure to read your poetry.


rob lester
Good stuff !

This sounds like the first part of a verse to an old rock'n'roll song:-)
I can hear Little Richard...