The Recycling Rap - fairyage

THE RECYCLING RAP

A POEM & STORY FOR THREE VOICES

Ani's father collected old bottles, newspapers, metal & books, etc. from houses and rubbish dumps. He sold these to people who would reuse the material for some other purpose. This is what happens in poorer countries. In rich countries, people usually just throw things away after they use them. This poem is trying to make them behave differently.

ALL:

Listen to me children. Hear what I say. 

We've got to start recycling. It's the only way 

To save this planet for future generations-

The name of the game is reclamation.

You've got to start recycling. You know it makes sense.

You've got to start recycling. Stop sitting on the fence.

No more pussyfooting. No more claptrap.

Get yourself doing the recycling rap.

VOICE 1:

Come on and start recycling. Start today.

By saving old newspapers, not throwing them away.

Don't just take them and dump them on the tip,

Tie them in a bundle and put them in the skip.

VOICE 2:

Get collecting, protecting the future's up to you.

Save all your old glass bolltles and your jam jars too.

Take them to the bottles bank, then at the factory,

The glass can be recycled, saving energy.

VOICE 3:

Don't chuck away that empty drink can.

Remember what I said. Start recycling, man.

Wash it, squash it, squeeze it flat and thin.

Take it to the Save-A-Can and post it in.

ALL:

Listen to me children. Hear what I say. We've got to start recycling. It's the only way.

To save this planet for future generations-

The name of the game is reclamation.

You've got to start recycling. You know it makes sense.

You've got to start recycling. Stop sitting on the fence.

No more pussyfooting. No more claptrap.

Get yourself doing the recycling rap.

here...Alas Mrose...the original contents by www.sensualityface.com or www.fairyage.com / describe with the help of John Foster