What Could be Worse?
I used to lay awake at night
To think about that day’s fright
Spinach, Broccoli, Tomatoes, and Mushrooms
What could be a worse doom?
Kids are dead and children starving
What could be more alarming?
The ocean is plastic
Could things be more drastic?
Another school shooting
But, hey, for what team are we rooting?
Me too was only a common phrase
But now these brave words receive much praise
Black lives are lost even though they matter
Hey, pro-lifers, now where’s your chatter?
America accepts all
Unless of course your differences cause you to fall
Animals abused?
Well, that’s old news
Electronic cigarettes, “there’s no need to fret”
Says the child with cancer, but doesn’t know it yet
Kids have depression
But that’s only allowed for adults in recession
As a child I could plug my nose
But now, anything goes
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