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| from The Mag 179 |
...And when the landfills could hold no more,
Not one more old tire or rusted toilet,
The people sent their garbage to the sky
Rockets loaded with tons of trash
Launched into the air
High above the clouds that pillowed
Polluted cities
The people could not see the space flotsam
So they forgot all about it
Until it was time to send up more
And more
And more
Soon, the sky could hold
Discarded junk
Rained down
From the heavens
“Return To Sender”
