As I glide through the grimy sea,

I inhale the polluting air.

My fellow turtles cough loudly,

It’s wafting about, everywhere.

 

Searching the seas, very hungry,

We then come across something gross.

My friend aims to take a big bite,

I stop him, that was way too close.

 

As we keep swimming up the stream,

The gross objects are more frequent.

We are all getting scared now,

I doubt these objects taste piquant.

 

Now I am getting really mad,

Why don’t people pick up their trash?

Feeling like we aren’t cared for,

Bleeding, blockages and a rash.

 

Physical and emotional,

These are the ways that we are hurt.

Let’s help the environment,

Let’s throw away the excess dirt.