OK Earth, don’t worry - you have the time;
You are but middle aged, so in your prime.
Billion or so years before the Sun gets fat
And you toasted as a result of all that.
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So sad when you let plants proliferate
And independent life forms propagate;
Dinosaurs ruled and with distinction
For millions of years until extinction
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While humans popped in, their stay far more brief
Their destructive nature beyond belief;
Prospects of any legitimate plans
Nil as internecine conflict expands.
***
Will it be cockroaches or perhaps rats,
Although who knows, it may even be bats
Which provide a new evolutionary tree
With its cooperative sap running free.
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Author:
Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 18th, 2026 01:35
- Comment from author about the poem: Simple unsophisticated rhyme with simple (I hope) observation.
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