Water A poem by Zcreative
Flowing gently all around,
Swishing, swashing, up and down,
giving us life and sanitation,
it's needed all across the nation
Its bodies consume most of the planet,
It fuels our bodies (systems?) and is almost infinite,
Evaporating to vapor, returning as rain, -- still working on this
it's normally docile, but can cause pain
What is this substance?
What could it be?
It's water, I say!
It's water indeed!
Water is something that we all need!
Z
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