Be Damned
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The powers that be picked a site
Across the field from a playground.
A plant was built, shiny and bright,
Guaranteed to be safe and sound.
As the neighborhood children played,
Across the field in profit haste,
The plant owners were getting paid
To dispose of hazardous waste.
The plant shut down after a year.
Toxic emissions were too high.
Dangerous levels did appear
At the playground. No one knew why.
The childrens' playground days were done,
As cancer killed them one by one.
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