Showing posts with label recycle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label recycle. Show all posts

Monday, November 7, 2011

Trippy Transportation

My friend Jim got me thinking about transportation;
the wondrously weird ways we've gotten 'round in this nation.
I discovered this top ten list that will likely astound you.
In fact, there are a few that might actually dumbfound you.
I applaud them all for their bold expression of creativity
and boldly driving their crazy crafts where all the world can see.

© 2011 - all rights reserved - Rachel Hoyt




I'm sharing this rhyme in Holes in My Soles's Magnificent Monday
and also with the group that enjoys You Tube Tuesday fun day.


Josh from "Its Tiger Time" invented You Tube Tuesday so we could each share one video a week which we found to be fun, inspiring or otherwise noteworthy.  If you choose to participate, don't forget to leave your links in my comments section (so I can come visit you) and on Josh's page (so you can be part of the contest).

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Stopping Satellite Showers

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The sky is spewing satellites down upon the earth.
Once they land, far fewer parts will have value or worth.
Plus, allowing them to just come flying, crashing down,
brings much fear upon my heart and to my face a frown.

to save us money while recycling all the space junk that they can.
They plan to launch one big craft loaded with several smaller pods
which they'll dispatch to scavenge for valuable satellite rods.

I fear our worsening whirling, swirling atmosphere of debris.
I'd love to let a remote controlled vessel brave this danger for me.
I do hope said vessel is prepared to be watched like a hawk
to ensure that all it does is reconfigure used antennae stock.

I learned from the story of Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout
that you should always, always, always take the garbage out.
If we continue to let our satellite junk accumulate,
satellite showers will be our destiny and death by trash our fate.

To survive we'd have to find the place Sarah Stout's neighbors hid,
while ignoring a simple lesson learned long ago as an innocent kid.
We need not (yet) fear getting crushed by a tower of rancid spoiled food,
but we may get stabbed by satellite parts as proof that ditching trash is rude.

© 2011- all rights reserved - Rachel Hoyt

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Friday, April 22, 2011

Greenzilla's Earth Day Plea

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I still believe that we've all got the need
to do some good - we know we should -
and I hope every enviro-dope today will cope
by reading Greenzilla's Earth Day pleading.

Why must we sometimes be so lazy
that we drop our soda pop and don't stop
to save the can?  Be a man - a recycling fan.
Just one could save hours of power for fun!

To really beat the cold and heat, conserving is neat.
One degree can store 10% for when you're needing more.
There will be some for everyone!  Oh how much fun
to share the love like handmade gloves... sort of.

It's not bull.  Landfills are full, so here's the rule:
Limit your waste with haste.  Make it your taste
to try to buy from the local guy.  Why?
Less packaging to each something will cling. 
Ca-ching!!! To Greenzilla, happy thoughts this will bring.

If you haven't gotten greener yet, but regret...
and your contempt has you feeling verklempt...
Make this Earth Day the one when you say,
"I must do more to stand up for... Mother Earth.  She's sore."

© Rachel Hoyt 2011.  All rights reserved. 


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Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Greenzilla's Top 5 Green Deeds


Last night I formed a new life goal in my sleep.
Greenzo and I were performing environmental upkeep.
I was watching the show 30 Rock before bed...
I guess his message got stuck in my head.
All I know is that I now feel possessed.
I must save this world with which we were blessed.
In my dream I was a hero known publicly as Greenzilla -
who's top five green deeds save more than a scintilla.

5. I bum rides from friends as often as possible,
using auto trouble stories whenever it's plausible.
The broken down car thing works on my coworkers too.
They'll wake up early for a downtrodden member of the crew.

4. No matter where I am, if there's a thermostat,
I have to check the level to see what it's set at.
If I can get my hands on one that's set irresponsibly,
I reset it to stop it from shamelessly taunting me.

3. When I find a good deal on fluorescent light bulbs,
I buy a bunch to take to friends houses and night clubs.
I change out four to five light bulbs every time I go out,
in hopes no one notices the swap until they burn out.

2. A few times a year, if I can locate a good place,
I plant a baby tree in it's "native" open space.
The long night of digging is my best workout plan yet!
Risking a brush with the law... that I'll never regret.

1. Did you know that cows release methane when they fart?
Stopping this grotesque pollution would be more than a start.
Scientists say garlic is the key to lowering the level 50 to 90%.
I say dropping garlic in cow water troughs is money well spent!

So far Greenzilla has existed only in my dreams,
but the need for a change is more imminent than it seems.
And so, I now pledge to make Greenzilla's life a reality,
in hopes to have an effect on the American mentality.
If you too have ideas on how to make a difference,
please post them here to show your non-ignorance.
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© Rachel Hoyt 2010 - 2011

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