Natural Epiphanies
I was sittin',chillin', on my hammock when i saw a covey pass by me
reassuring, that i console my savage life while keeping the estuary,
together and dank, all the while the mangrove is taking over the Great Lakes.
Global warming!
The earth is dead, is what they do cheer,
but to me that's inaudible for me to hear.
I detach the monstrosity of what earth will be.
I come with diversity, so don't Urkle me.
Having that judicious sound, I've been found;
hiding under that shawl.
All that talent in my lymph has got to be drawn to a person,
i'm begging to be utilized.
Come on pedestrians, open your eyes and realize.
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