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Poetry

Oliver Twist

Humanity has a destiny but it isn't very pretty

Consume things to live and breed, turning matter into energy

This human form is some machine an engine that makes entropy

Oh what joy! I do believe that creation is thy enemy

Insect infest, insect infect - It's no miracle we conceive

Another pair of baby blues, another hungry mouth to feed

And is six billion not enough spreading of this human seed?

For still the boy he asks for more, mistaking greed for need

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