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21h
Noah built
A big ark
For animals
Two by two
Forty days
Forty nights
It did stink
Full of *****.
Was it a
Storm without
A name
Or was it down
To climate
Change.
Weather changed
Conspiracies rife
We have to change
Our way of life
There be no food
Inside ones dish
If the weather
Don’t change
We will evolve
To fish.
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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