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The Plastic Bag Tree

  • thiswildlife
  • Jan 14, 2016
  • 1 min read

By Michael Rosen

A poem I wrote on a train. I was looking at the trees by the side of the track and as it's Autumn, the leaves have fallen and in their place the branches are full of plastic bags...

Plastic Bag Tree

The bags are ripe On the Plastic Bag Tree, Bags as far As the eye can see.

Apples and pears, peaches and plums; The fruit is ripe, it's fantastic. Lemon and lime, bunches of grapes; And old bags, made of plastic.

Shake the branches Gather the crop, It's time to take them Down to the shop.

Fresh plastic bags On sale today. There's a choice of colour: Black or grey!

Apples and pears, peaches and plums; The fruit is ripe, it's fantastic. Lemon and lime, bunches of grapes; And old bags, made of plastic.

There's plenty on the shelf. No need to panic. And next year's bags Might be organic.

The bags are ripe On the Plastic Bag Tree Bags as far As the eye can see. Bags as far As the eye can see. Bags of bags As I can see.


 
 
 

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