What is the poem ‘ How’s My Coal?’ about? this poem is of the book living english class 8 and this poem is on 121. and for your help here is the poem.......... How’s my coal getting on? I set as much aside for you as I could. Don’t use it all up at once. It might come in handy one day. How’s my oil faring? It keeps best underground, in the dark. Doesn’t do so well in the light. Don’t let it spoil. How’s the wind blowing? I try to keep it moving, keep it on the muscle, keep the pressure on, make it hustle. Any breaking news on wave power? I’ve hired an intern to handle the oceans. If we could make some ripples, get more converts, that would be swell. I assume you’re using solar, right? This other stuff’s for backup. In case there’s a rainy day for me, in space.
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mark the decision on Hinkley Point C, an extended poem from the short version in Sunspots (Penned in the Margins) in which the Sun discusses energy and alternative sources.
How’s my coal getting on?
I set as much aside for you as I could.
Don’t use it all up at once.
It might come in handy one day.
How’s my oil faring?
It keeps best underground, in the dark.
Doesn’t do so well in the light.
Don’t let it spoil.
How’s the wind blowing?
I try to keep it moving,
keep it on the muscle,
keep the pressure on, make it hustle.
How’s the hydro hanging?
All that potential.
You don’t oughta de-water: watch out for insects, birdlife.
You’re dammed if you do and you’re dammed if you don’t.
Any breaking news on wave power?
I’ve hired an intern to handle the oceans.
If we could make some ripples, get more converts,
that would be swell.
Geothermal sounds like a blast.
I’ve got files and files on extremophiles.
Plucky geezers. There’s life in the oven and life in the freezer.
I’ll keep the volcanoes ticking over for you.
Nuclear’s nothing new
but until some of you stop
saying nucular
I’m not sure it’ll do.
Hydrogen: now that’s my bag.
People say I’m full of it
but one day you’ll get a grip,
stick with it: there’s more than one way to fuse a cat.
You’ve got to get off-grid, kids.
One day I’ll blow the lid off.
Your magnetosphere’s too tempting for me,
like bubble wrap I’ve gotta pop.
I assume you’re using solar, right?
This other stuff’s for backup.
In case there’s a rainy day
for me, in space.
Talking of which,
one day you’ll sail away
on a fair wind of photons.
Remember me this way.
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I am so sorry
because I am 7class
please mark as brainlist