Oil Rig Ghost
There's a secret people want to dig
It's about the ghost of the oil rig.
Our Gulf Coast was covered in darkness,
Pollution came from this madness.
It was no accident or mistake
What they told us was all fake.
A ghost caused the oil spill
Because of a fish it wanted to kill.
Now no one can find Dory,
Nemo is beginning to worry.
Not at P. Sherman 42 wallaby way,
Not at shore and not at bay.
The ghost has covered its tracks
Only the oil points to the facts.
Life in the ocean will not be same
All because the oil ghost came.
After three years, the truth was discovered
The oil rig ghost was uncovered.
The whales said Dory new something
She kept swimming, and then nothing!
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