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Created on: October 02, 2008
Shut up you Hippies!
You dread-locked freaks!
Our Earth is fine!
I'm sick of your shrieks.
So what if we get a bit hotter?
SO what if we start to burn?
I want a golden tan,
There's no need for your NOISY concern.
You cry about polar bears,
Well, they eat us,
You whine about ozone,
It's too small for a fuss!
So listen up, you tree-hugging losers,
I am in no mood for your stories,
You media abusers.
I will say this once
and not once again,
Our Earth will die,
but we don't know when.
So no more, I say
Let's end this fight.
We know we are doomed,
It's too late for this plight.
Yes, I know,
I argue both sides,
But when I know I am wrong,
I cannot take it in stride.
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