Recycling the Reign
by Rachel Hoyt
image by hinnamsaisuy via freedigitalphotos.net
Poor Mafia. Now Sweden is "the boss" -
The new lion in the trash tree of life,
Gobbling garbage, brewing energy sauce.
In a land where recycling is too rife
They use trash to provide a basic need,
Now the lack of trash is their only strife.
On others' overabundance they feed,
Assisting others but mostly themselves,
Though they agree the time will come to cede.
Still, who's to say that a man with good elves
Could not put a stop to their genius plan?
(Someone with very few books on their shelves.)
The Swede rising shows what you think, you can -
When ideas are on fire, put them near a fan.
© 2012 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved
This terza rima poem was inspired by the news that Sweden
is importing trash to burn to warm their people's dens.
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