Going Green.
The wife wants me to drive a Tesla
Or another such green family car
But I have one burning question
If I buy one and drive it how far?
My old diesel van is reliable
I fill it and drive where I please.
I can’t be my fault that in London
The Thames rises up to your knees
Those tree huggers driving electric.
They get just what they deserve.
When they run out of power within half an hour.
They wish they had filled up with derv.
These new fancy cars are electric.
You come home and just plug‘’ em in.
The colours they come in are basic.
So they blend in when parked near the bins.
We’re worried about Polar bears.
With adverts shown on the telly.
For folk to adopt these big buggers.
But for us they’re too angry and smelly.
‘We could fit one in the spare bedroom?”
Said Dad coz he’s such a nice geezer.
We\'ll put in a tin bath to swim in.
And put more fish fingers int’ freezer.
We recycle all of our rubbish.
Our bins are now colour coded
The council collects it each Wednesday.
On”t back of the bin wagon loaded.
The rubbish will then be recycled.
Hand sorted, graded and weighed
Except on a Friday it’s all thrown together.
Coz the weekend cannot be delayed.
We’re going to hell in a hand cart.
The icebergs are melting away.
If I can’t drive to work in my old car.
Who’ll be providing my pay?
We’re all going Vegan next Thursday..
We don’t know what more we can do?
Our house will be just like a wind farm
On Friday and Saturday too.
The future is looking uncertain.
We’re governed by BOTs and machines.
We’re brainwashed, misled and hushed.
The future’s not Orange it’s Green.