Gaia, Earth Mother
(Bountiful, radiant,
Burgeoning, beautiful)
Walks to the shops.
Behind her spring daisies,
Birds singing and bunnies,
Rainbows and kittens,
And non-GM crops.
Her phone rings. Oh bugger.
Her old 90s boyfriend,
Captain Planet, the arsehole.
That does it, she thinks, I'm calling the cops.
As Mother-of-all,
Gaia's feeling her age,
A zillion year's old,
Not counting today.
And Nature, her kid?
Hardly bothers to call
Smokes far too much pot,
And is probably gay.
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