Mermaid Tears
Plastics, for a while, were king
for building almost anything.
Until the Cretins and the rich,
rather than mend, began to ditch.
Now oceans and seas have mermaid tears
as food for fish on all frontiers.
They’re in our salt and what we eat...
anon the nurdles spice our meat.
{Prez; Such spheres now
serve the elite.}
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