15 Recycle (To Th.) I am your favorite candy. Chew me, suck on me, savor me. Then, dump what you can't swallow in a garbage can. I am your fuel. Drive on me till I last. Then, get fast To the next gas station, to the other pump. I am your bottle on your dried out nights -- Trash what you can't gulp. I am your morning paper -- Read me greedily and, then, discard. I am your petted dummy till you get a real doll. Play me, break me, then -- dispose. Don't feel sorry, I am recycled from junk. Recycle.


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