Whenever my random word generator site presents me with a five-letter word – where each letter has to start a line in an acrostic poem, though goodness knows why! – I’m often in two minds.
Serious Me wants to write about something significant; Silly Me wants to write a limerick.
This time, for the sake of some peace and quiet, they can both have their way …
There once was a green world where youth
Respected their elders for truth.
It shriveled and died
Because old misers lied –
Ecocide is a crime with no sleuth.