Umpteen Ways to Save Water
by Harry Toye
Recently in Ireland there was a cry and a hullabaloo,
There was a water shortage with a difference; this time it affected me and you.
Bad management and leaky pipes meant water was in short supply, The councils cut everyone off; there was a tremendous outcry,
How dare you cut our water off, I roared and ranted and cried
I was about to boil my spuds, now I’ll have to have them fried.
Must I have a shallow bath or even a short shower?
Don’t worry mam he said, we’ll have it on within the hour.
That was a week a go; I haven’t seen hair or hide,
Our personal hygiene habits are beginning to slide,
For we can’t clean our teeth or even flush the loo
I had to ring and ask, what ever will we do?
He said that when water returns we will all have to ration,
It’s easy to save water if we take independent action.
When having a shower don’t hang about
Splash and scour, a few minutes in and out
And don’t let your ablution mean even further pollution
An alternative that is green is the easy solution
Don’t use chemicals to scour your baths and showers,
There are products that clean, made from plants and flowers
To protect our heritage for all our sons and daughters
Join the revolution against pollution of our streams and waters.
With towns expanding, populations are increasing,
Irelands thirst for water is desperately unceasing
Industry and commerce toil by day and by night
Its demand for more water, is an insatiable appetite
Its not that it’s wrong to try to prosper and thrive
It’s just if we continue to waste water, we’ll never survive.
In this big world we have a shameful distinction,
If everyone polluted like the Irish, we would face extinction
How we seek success with our industrial drive,
Means we would need three planets just to stay alive.
When we look at our country with its rivers and lakes,
It’s hard to believe, a little thought is all it takes,
To cherish and to relish this God-given creation
For the sake of the future and the next generation.
To keep Erin’s valleys and mountains green
And our brackish lochs and swollen streams clean
The moral of this story before I bid adieu
Is that there are umpteen ways to save water – But they all begin with YOU!
© Harry Toye 2019