"I think," said Barry Mundi, "I'll have crayfish for my lunch!"

"They're dead," his best mate Baz said as they swam,

"The drought has gotten worse - I fear we're coming to the crunch,

there's hardly any water in our dam!"

"I figured there was something wrong," said Barry, "Yesterday

my cousins from the other end moved here,

they said their home had dried right up - to mud and then to clay,

and look: our water isn't very clear!"

"It's humans and emissions that have caused this awful drought,

this ozone layer hole phenomenon,

yet they don't seem to care about the species dying out,

they only ever miss us when we're gone!"

"Is all hope gone?" asked Barry, "are we simply doomed to die?"

"If men refuse to change, I fear that's so,

with half the world too wet with flood and all the rest so dry -"

"Well maybe it's because they just don't know?"

"They know," said Baz, "they've seen it coming, and know what to do,

they need to change their ways and do it fast,

the temperatures are rising and the ice is melting, too.

I don't know how much longer we can last."

They swam around in circles and the water slowly dried,

the fish all died - a gruesome carousel,

but man was far too greedy, so nobody even tried,

and very soon, they all died out as well...

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