Spring is here Tra-la Tra-la

The plastic it's spread-ing

We will dig up the hedges

And fill in the pools

Cut the trees down

Forget all the rules

'Make way for Plastic the King'

For who wants green fields

And lizards and frogs

And chattering birds

Honeysuckle and bogs

So Hey-nonny-nonny

That's all in the past

Now it's acres of plastic

Forget about grass.

The fruit will be sprayed

And may well taste of plastic

But don't be dismayed

It will look so fantastic

So let plastic spread

To the edge of the sea

But please may I ask

Don't put it by my.

Madeleine Bishop, Hereford Road, Ledbury.