SWEETS FOR YOUR TREATS

SWEETS FOR YOUR TREATS
(To tune of “Sweets for my Sweet,” by Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman, originally recorded by The Drifters in 1961).

I could show you a menu of pollutants.
Never mentioned in secretive back rooms.
Where Big Sugar ladles out its largess.
Buying votes that lead to Algae blooms.

But you want sweets for your treats
Sugar for your coffee.
What sort of world do you want to see?
Sweets for your treats
Sugar for your coffee
Open your eyes, think carefully.

Now the River of Grass is slowly dying
Deadly phosphorus run-off from the Lake.
If you want to see graceful Ibis flying.
Better wake up, a habitats at stake.

Do you want sweets for your treats?
Sugar for your coffee?
What sort of world so you want to see?
Sweets for your treats.
Sugar for your coffee.
Open your eyes, think carefully.

Lyric © 2016 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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