Dancing the B.P. Rock

Dear Editor:

Sing these lyrics to the Limbo Rock.

I call it the B.P. Rock.

Now all the dolphins, birds, and fish

Have a sad tale for all to hear

They cannot stop this mighty sludge

Destroying everything that's dear.

A real environmental mess that's creeping slowly to your dock

A real environmental mess, yeah, mon, we dance the B.P. Rock.

How low can you go?

Both man and beast are mighty hot

The pristine beaches all but shot

No one knows what the hell to do

An ecosystem steep in goo

Our waters all but ruined, the manatees in shock

Our waters all but ruined, yeah, mon, we dance the B.P. Rock.

How low can you go?

Respect the waters and the earth

It was here before your birth

Now who is next on the list?

What will it take to be p...ed?

We have to stand up for once

And give greed a good clean sock

We have to stand up for once

Or else we'll dance the B.P. Rock!

By Mary Ellen Lisciandra

Jim Thorpe