She who waters the wide ground,
Without her no water be found;
Long sullied by cities beside
Her waters poisoned or worse, dried.
Farms and factories are guilty
Both of polluting the silty
Depths and high, clear, blue waters now -
Blame both the foreman and the cow.
Grieve her lost purity and then
Work to make her cleaner again -
All is lost without the river,
We must save her, the life giver.
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