From the scorpion, with a sting in his long tale, to a distant singing whale
From the king of Penguins, at the North Pole, to an endless northEn soul
From the itsy bitsy spider, climbing ever higher, to the proud Siberian tiger
From the water in the clear blue sea, to your ever present family tree
From the clothes upon your child’s back, to the ducks that loudly quack
Laced, all in chemical waste
and impossible to taste,
But PFAS just classed the best
As nothing feeds, there dreams
Like distant ring of your screams
For the Capitalist cream is, PFAS
Perpetuate, Formulated, Apocalyptic, Schemes
Perpetuate, Formulated, Apocalyptic, Schemes
Perpetuate, Formulated, Apocalyptic, Schemes
https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2023/feb/22/animal-toxic-pfas-contamination-study
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