With lights flooding white, switch on to a bloom
But little do they care for the sun’s tears of neglect,
Till Mrs. Skittle comes in and the Sun she selects.
Little bright skittles all washing their hands
One after the other lined, while the flowing tap chants
But little do they care for the thirsty dying crowd,
Till Mrs. Skittle stops the pour – ‘value water you cannot live without’.
Little bright skittles all huddle in an A.C. car
Happily turning up the internal wind that their closed windows bar.
But little do they care for the holes drilled above,
Till Mrs. Skittle opens windows and says – ‘Feel the Windy Adobe’.
Little bright skittles all litter the ground
Throwing chocolate and ice - cream wrapper all around.
But little do they know of the piling garbage hill on Earth,
Till Mrs. Skittle picks them up to limit the living land dearth.
Mrs. Skittle is the role model for all the bright young skittles
And shows the need to save the Earth, we dwell on,
And teaches them the right way of life;
Same like my mother did everyday all the time!