The wonderful world
They call it the blue marble.
It’s amazing and it looks adorable.
Green grass grows here.
Fresh air is always here and there.
Humans dig and pollute the land.
Trees are cut down.
The planet is dying.
When it’s gone we will be crying.
Our lives depend on it.
In the future if we continue like this we are not going to make it.
We need the earth.
The wonderful world.
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