Better Than Revenge – The Conclusion

From these three examples

From these three peeps

We can all decipher

We can all see

That littering our surroundings

Is not OK

Not unless you want to survive

Yet another day

We’ve got to unclog our environment

Green up our place

And save the good stuff

For the next human race

So what I want to say

To you, dear fan

In think twice before

Discarding that can

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Better Than Revenge – The Litterbug

A teenaged boy slurps up his juice

The one from the nearby store he bought

As soon as it was done, he carelessly flung

It without a second thought

 

The shopkeeper peers from behind his wall

And watches the tetra pack gracelessly fall

He dramatically sighs, raises his eyes

And goes back to tending his well organized stall

 

The teenager krumps to a side

The one who doesn’t law abide

He steps on a peel, he trips and reels

And lands with a >thud< on his backside

Better Than Revenge – The Public Pooper

Filthy-rich Fallon walks her pup

In the super-clean village park

He takes a dump on a nearby stump

And leaves the pile at large

 

And exhausted jogger passes their way

And steps in that pile of do

He grumbles and mumbles, muttered and splutters

Before plodding along with his messed up shoe

 

Fallon observes the whole exchange

And instead of rushing to help

She turns her head and walks instead

Before her dog does yelp

 

And she secretly laughs [and laughs and laughs]

At how hilarious the whole thing was

She ignores the sign [with its hefty fine]

Prohibiting pets inside [of course]

 

The sophisticated lass stylishly sashays around

And fails to observe the minefield ground

Which is a pity, due to the city

Poodle who pees on her Prada gown

Better Than Revenge – The Beetlenut Brat

The train huffs in the station [Huff, Huff, Huff]

A noisy throng of people get [Off,Off,Off]

A mother of two observes a dude

With a helluva’ rickety cough [Cough, Cough, Cough]

But she does soon realize

That’s its NOT an itchy sneeze

It’s a flash of red before it’s dead

On the train’s a-chugging wheels

She says, “That’s DISGUSTING!!”

As he smirks nonchalantly

He saunters away and doesn’t obey

As she calls him frantically

She shrugs in vain and turns to go,

Her children in obedient tow,

So they don’t see the paan-man keel

And exist on the earth no more