To Congress 101117
Try to recall our yesterdays...
when you could not see through the
haze.
With lungs afire and weeping eyes,
you found the answers in the maze.
You passed laws to deter the smog...
coal, waste and cars would air not
clog.
And if you now erase that slate
our votes may write your epilogue.
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