Classic Plastic: Drown'd in Plastic

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~From~ Act IV Scene VII of ^^The Tragedy of Plasticlet, Prince of Man'smark {{a 21st-century play by Plastisphere in which all the fishies will be gone in the blink of an eye!}}
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There is a willow grows aslant a toxic brook,
That watches hurried humanity's debris flow down the stream.
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There with plastic garbage did Plastiqu33n come
Of styrofoam, PVC, polypropylene, and polyethylene,
That the plastic industry calls “disposable! single-use!”
But we do know~~there's no real out of sight, out of mind.
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There, out on a branch with her bursting trash,
She clamber'd to hang, when overload'd it broke;
And down her extravagant rubbish and herself
Fell in the weeping brook. 
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Her trail of waste spread wide;
And, mermaid-like, a while it kept her afloat:
While she sang repeated synthetic snatches of marketing lies;
As one incapable of seeing the damage done
To her companion fish, distress'd and chok'd
In a poison'd world.
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But long it could not be
Till that her synthetic mess, 
Heavy with inability to ever disappear,
Pull'd the poor wretch from her oblivious song
To artificial death.
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Drown'd, drown'd.
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THANKS
Special thanks to Mika Balbuena for the photo of the face of Plastiqu33n, and to Shura Dokuchaev for adding the animation.

(From O Plastic´s Lament)