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Did you know that into the last glass of water that you sipped? A dinosaur one day, may have bent down and dipped A scaly tongue to quench his thirst Or even lumbered in feet first As he and his primeval pal recreated In the prehistoric stream of this life-giving liquid Which revives the lives today of all women and of men For it’s the very same water now, as it was way back then. How can it be that you and me, Drink the same water again, that they did back then? Well it’s no fluke or chance of creation Take a look at this cycle for a simple explanation The sun warms the ocean and this causes evaporation Vapours condense into clouds, this causes precipitation That’s rain to you and me as it falls down from the sky, But precipitation is not the only reason why Our streams fill and sometimes overflow, Becoming rivers as they grow, Liquid life in poetry of motions Rivers turn to seas, ebb and flow into the oceans. For the sun doesn’t just affect the seas and the ocean, It heats the leaves of our trees and this causes transpiration Because vapour also rises from the trees, Clouds form and may even freeze, In these clouds tiny droplets bounce around, Fun for them but not for us on the ground For when they hit each other, they stick together And this has repercussions for our weather What goes up must come down And soon rain or hail will fall on every town With storm and sleet on every street and gutters overflowing. Rains lash, puddles splash and before long it’s snowing. The levels rise in all our lakes, But then thank God, the cloud breaks The sun warms the ocean this causes evaporation And he begins his work again to feed a thirsty nation. We survey the Earth, water end to end But it’s the same ole water, recycled again and again Water, water is everywhere but less than 2% is drinkable, Preserve, conserve and do take care, because pollution really is unthinkable. Where to begin to save our water, is plain to see, it all begins with you and me.
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 12:02 PM UTC
The First Recycler
Did you know that into the last glass of water that you sipped? A dinosaur one day, may have bent down and dipped A scaly tongue to quench his thirst Or even lumbered in feet first As he and his primeval pal recreated In the prehistoric stream of this life-giving liquid Which revives the lives today of all women and of men For it’s the very same water now, as it was way back then. How can it be that you and me, Drink the same water again, that they did back then? Well it’s no fluke or chance of creation Take a look at this cycle for a simple explanation The sun warms the ocean and this causes evaporation Vapours condense into clouds, this causes precipitation That’s rain to you and me as it falls down from the sky, But precipitation is not the only reason why Our streams fill and sometimes overflow, Becoming rivers as they grow, Liquid life in poetry of motions Rivers turn to seas, ebb and flow into the oceans. For the sun doesn’t just affect the seas and the ocean, It heats the leaves of our trees and this causes transpiration Because vapour also rises from the trees, Clouds form and may even freeze, In these clouds tiny droplets bounce around, Fun for them but not for us on the ground For when they hit each other, they stick together And this has repercussions for our weather What goes up must come down And soon rain or hail will fall on every town With storm and sleet on every street and gutters overflowing. Rains lash, puddles splash and before long it’s snowing. The levels rise in all our lakes, But then thank God, the cloud breaks The sun warms the ocean this causes evaporation And he begins his work again to feed a thirsty nation. We survey the Earth, water end to end But it’s the same ole water, recycled again and again Water, water is everywhere but less than 2% is drinkable, Preserve, conserve and do take care, because pollution really is unthinkable. Where to begin to save our water, is plain to see, it all begins with you and me.
harry-toye
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Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 12:02 PM UTC
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