Sandy Creek

A wind blows by Sandy Creek,

When you walk past you can smell the reak,

It's from all the litter and all the cans,

That's left by the people who group up in clans,

When you litter you can end up in stife,

But when you pick some up you can save a life,

So then when you walk past Sandy Creek,

You can see the fresh water and can't smell the reak.

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