She set the scene for a silent spring
No singing, no trilling
No tweeting nor milling
About the bath
No splash nor preening
The "Fable for Tomorrow"
Cut all dreams from dreaming
Her perspicuous bite
Of prose mightily right
Frightened the toxin purveyors
Intent on disarming the bitch
Whose science turned snitch
And narc'd on the bastards
Disaster ensued for the Dupont brood
As their pesticides rained from the skies
Imbued with a blanket of lies
Complaints would arise from a public
Apprised of the demise of their
American pastoral
And she was on it, was Rachel C
Before Congress she whipped the ass of DDT
Like white on rice
She sacrificed a quiet life
Free from the strife of hard hitting
All hands on deck dickheads
Researching the fuck
Through their eco-sucking muck
Dichloro, Diphenyl, Trichloroethane
An evil axis defiling the terrain
With a greed filled game
She was hip to the sleaze
Breezed through chats with JFK
Pointing out the science and the facts
The need to act without delay
She laid it on the line
Did Rachel C.
And the EPA is her legacy.
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
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Wow, DJ, this is pretty amazing. Rachel would be astounded and no doubt dancing.
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