Recycling Evermore

Oh let me do my part while here
Recycling every smidgen, dear
My clothes and shoes to charity
And when I die, recycle me!

CHORUS O Lord, help all of us to see
It’s not enough to merely, ‘be’
With every single bit that’s mine
Please help my light to brightly shine!

2) My leaves and grass will be compost
Picking Up Litter Days, I’ll host
My bin and boxes at the curb
Set an example to my ‘burb!
3) When I’ve composted, sorted, done
I’ll turn my face up towards the sun
Among the universe and stars
They may need one to wash out jars!

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