A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts.…
World Change
Why is the world the way it is
It’s been here for a while
And me, I’m not a geography whiz
I guess all I can do is smile
But wait, I can make a change
I can make this world great again
I might not have the longest range
But I know that it won’t be pretend
I can start by disposing
All this unneeded waste
I am just proposing
But the world must make haste
We all can make the world great
So let’s all protect it from hate