the rainforest

In the rainforest it’s loud;

everything makes a sound

Every drip and drop

is heard, as the rain drops plop

on emerald leaves.

The beatles weave,

while the monkeys leap.

It is enough to make you weep.

There is so much LIFE

It’s hard to believe there is any strife.

The rainforest is dying

I wish I was lying.

The trees are falling

The animals will stop calling.

Mountain gems won’t hum.

The forest will be mum.

The capuchins won’t meep.

It WILL make you weep.

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