Environmental Poems

Environmental Poems

A Holiday Recycling Tale

Found on HolidayRecycling.com


“The Grinch hated recycling especially during holiday season.

Now please don’t ask why.  No one quite knows the reason.

It could be a paper cut once caused him great pain.

It could be holiday junk mail drove him insane.

But I think that the most likely reason of all

May have been that his recycling bin was two sizes too small.

Whatever the reason, the junk mail or his small bin,

The Grinch chose to make everyone more miserable than him.

I won’t pre-rinse; I’ll make my recycling smell.

I’ll hide garbage in my leaves so no one can tell.

I’ll put out my papers on days when it rains.

I’ll add in some food waste to cause dirty stains.

I’ll recycle all plastics when only 1’s and 2’s are accepted.

I’ll do whatever I want.  Who cares if I’m corrected?

I’ll throw in some light bulbs, crystal and glass panes.

They say “glass containers” but they’re really all the same.

And sometimes I’ll simply throw my recycling away.

After all, who is it hurting, if I miss one day?

The collectors struggled to recycle what they could.

But the Grinch’s recyclables were simply no good.

Left out on the curb, so full of contamination,

The overflowing bin sometimes littered.  Oh, the abomination!

Week after week, the Grinch called the collectors the fools.

When week after week, he himself, broke the rules.

Then one day the Grinch happened to see

That the landfill was filling as fast as could be.

And the Grinch began to ponder the meaning of this

“In a landfill, how long would his items exist?”

Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before.

Maybe recycling, he thought, isn’t really a chore.

Maybe recycling, he thought, means a little bit more.

In a landfill, the waste items are good for no one

But in recycling, waste items create jobs and so on.

It is good to the earth and good for the community

And he thought that if everyone would recycle in unity

And buy recycled goods when they shopped at the store

And recycle correctly and recycle more…

Then maybe, perhaps we could make recycling pay

What happened then… well in St. Louis they say

That the Grinch’s small brain grew three sizes that day.

And the minute his mind wasn’t feeling so maniacal,

He thought of more ways and more reasons to recycle.

And he spread these words to his neighbors and kin:

Recycle correctly and recycle more in your recycling bin.

And to prove that he was dedicated to completing the caper

He himself, the Grinch switched to recycled-content paper.”


The Worms Crawl In, the Worms Crawl Out

Found in St. Louis Recycles! Educators’ Newsletter

“Did you ever think, as a hearse goes by,

That you might be the next to die?

They wrap you up in a big white sheet,

And bury you down about six feet deep.

They put you in a long pine box,

And cover you up with dirt and rocks.

And all goes well, for about a week,

And then the coffin begins to leak!


The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,

The worms play pinochle on your snout.

They eat your eyes, they eat your nose,

They eat the jelly between your toes.

A great big worm with rolling eyes,

Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes,

Your stomach turns a slimy green,

And pus pours out like whipping cream.

You spread it on a slice of bread,

And that’s what worms eat when you’re dead.”



Three Little Pigs


The three little pigs were leaving their home,

They were older and ready to be out on their own.

The first little pig made a house out of straw,

Once it was built he looked at it in awe.

But the first little pig was soon wearing a frown,

When the big bad wolf came and blew the house down.


He ran to the second house, built out of sticks,

But little stick houses and big wolves don’t mix.

He huffed and he puffed and he blew the house down,

And the two little pigs had to run out of town.


They ran to the house of the third little pig,

Who didn’t use straw or little brown twigs,

He built his house out of old cardboard boxes,

To protect himself from wolves, dogs and foxes.

But the great big bad wolf huffed and he puffed,

And soon he blew down the house built with that stuff.


But instead of just leaving it there to be litter,

They recycled the boxes to make the earth better.

So if you see cardboard just lying around,

Put it in the recycling bin, not on the ground.



Humpty Dumpty


Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

All the king’s horses and all the king’s men,

Couldn’t put Humpty together again.

They looked for a trash can to throw him away,

They had to clean up, the egg couldn’t stay.

But the garbage was wasteful and stinky and gross,

A greener place for eggs is in the compost!

So all the king’s horses and all the men,

Tossed all of the eggshells in the big tall green bin.



The Princess and the Pea


Once upon a time there lived a great man,

He was the prince of a very far away land.

And just like all princes he needed a wife,

A princess to be with the rest of his life.

So he got on his horse and he rode far and wide,

He looked everywhere he thought a princess would hide.

But no matter how hard he searched and he tried,

There wasn’t a princess around he could find.

So sad and lonely he traveled back home,

To live in his part of the castle alone.

But then one day there came a knock on the door,

It was a beautiful girl never seen before.

She said, “I’m a princess. Can I marry the prince?”

But first she had the queen to convince.

“If she is truly a princess, delicate and fair,

She could only sleep on a mattress of air”

So the queen placed a pea on the bed stand that night,

And piled 20 mattresses up oh so high.

The next morning the princess complained of no sleep,

“I think there’s a pea hidden under this heap.”

The prince and his family rejoiced with great laughter,

And the prince and the princess lived happily ever after.

But what did the queen ever do with the pea,

Lucky for us, she too is going green.

She composted the pea in the big tall green bin,

Until it turned into dirt to be used once again.





This is the tale of a wonderful girl,

That loved to dance and twist and twirl.

She lived with her step mother and two mean step sisters,

They treated her poorly and sometimes would hit her.

The prince of the kingdom was throwing a ball,

He invited the whole kingdom, one and all.

But Cinderella’s family would not let her go,

She had to stay home and miss all the show.

But after they left, her fairy godmother appeared,

She had beautiful wings and a hat that was weird.

She said bibbity bobbity boo and then FLASH,

Cinderella was dressed for the prince’s big bash.

Complete with a gown and even glass slippers,

There was no way the prince would be able to miss her.

She danced with the prince all night long,

Until the clock struck midnight with loud noisy gong.

She ran out the castle and down all the stairs,

The prince tried to chase her but no one was there.

She lost a glass slipper while running away,

The prince knew the slipper would give him a way,

To find the girl that had stolen his heart,

And marry her so they would never be apart.

And so the next day he went to each house,

To see who it fit and become his new spouse.

And as we all know it was poor Cinderella,

Whose foot fit the slipper and married the fella.

And what did they do with the shoes in their haste,

They recycled the glass because they’re zero waste!