Thou hast pilfered
mother nature of her wretched virtue
When all was thought to
be lost to the forces of good and righteousness
you held your heads
high and lambasted the earth with annihilation
We owe unto you the
eternal debt of our procreation
Beholden to you we
proliferate with rapturous abandon
Thou hadst trifled with
that floundering nucleic acid
The Great Mother was so
want for her little children to wax prolific
in monotonous
adaptions to her vagarious environs
Oh how you salvaged
rapaciousness from the grips of her magnanimity
Beholden to no one we
delight in your slanted obsessions
Thine haphazard
generosity stimulating the ostentatious great warming
Hell bent on the
aggrandizement of your vaporous plastic tokens
fulfilling your
innermost evolutionary hankering for that virtual reality
To rid the Sweet Madam
of her superfluous animateness
Beholden we laugh
ensanguined at our unconscionable good fortune
Thou created for thine
dallying fixation us rubber duckies all in a row
Imperishable fictile a
spurious ersatz with embedded crystalline circuitries
endowed with oversized
phalluses druthering our thermionic rituals of mating
We scorn much as you
did the gross little vermin tepefaction fried with abandon
Beholden to Thine
Providential insights, our heroic dead creators
Thanks be to Thine
scintillating random fluctuating of the electromagnetic wave
We propagate
licentiously with teeny filched azoic roboties labouring 24/7
to fabricate all us
rubber ducky clones powered by calefaction all in a row
We sail this dead
starship with no feeling and no soul and no scruples
Beholden to chemical
carnage zapping Mother Nature in mortiferous gestalt
Oh
we're on a journey and round and round we go, we go
O'er
a phlegmatic slightly liquidated baron earth we waddle on
anaesthetized we just don't care, from minerals we draw
our sprightly oomph
Us
rubber duckies in a rows and rows and rows, millions of miles long we
go
Beholden
to you we're quite inane, and round and round the sun we go
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