Wednesday, August 12, 2020

Extinction Poem

The dinosaur,
purple dinosaur
And dodo bird,
dodo bird
No longer walk the ground,
Those are two that disappeared,
They’re nowhere to be found…
It’s not good to be extinct,
It means you don’t exist,
Let me try to be succinct,
I’ll only tell you this…
Over-hunting or pollution,
Cutting woods for wood,
cut tree
Are threatening some special species,
It’s not so very good…
Endangered species are at risk,
And soon they’ll disappear,
Protecting them is pretty cool,
I think that’s pretty clear…
So let’s protect the pristine places,
Living things call home,
Preventing any more extinctions,
Lets all species roam!

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