Created by Denisova Elena Uranievna
A sad story about a grasshopper
There was once a grasshopper. In thick grass he was sitting Like cucumber so green.
One day the plant was put up. A massive concrete building Producing pesticides.
The chemicals with poison, The chemicals with poison Began to kill grasshoppers, Brought harm to grassy fields.
All insects disappeared, All insects disappeared As soil and grass were poisonous. That was the tragic end.
Poisonous wastes are everywhere: in the water, soil and air.