River Ouse News

Mike Bell/ December 15, 2015/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

So the slow-flow
Of the Sussex Ouse,
Is gently drowned
By our discharged loos.

Our need to pee, poo, wipe,
And to flush,
Is plugging the Ouse’s
Natural rush,

Killing the fish,
That we cannot eat,
Poisons swirl,
As we drop the seat.

Guardian article here

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