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Mother nature's son

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Mother nature's son

The world is a factory farm
And no one can save nature's charm
The harm from this binge
Makes ecologists cringe
And stinks like a raw underarm

Author's note: Let the games begin and hold your nose.  The scale of exploitation is unparalleled in human history.  But don't worry because more industry and technology will save us.

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  1. Date: 8/27/2013 7:32:00 AM

    Few lines but very deep sir :) Nice piece. Blessings to you.

  1. Date: 7/28/2013 8:29:00 PM

    Great read Duke, you say in five lines something that would take me Twenty four lines to say. well done cobber Peter

  1. Date: 7/4/2013 2:37:00 PM

    Very vivid way to get the message out my friend... O_O Enjoyed! Always, Laura

  1. Date: 6/19/2013 9:03:00 AM

    You paint the stark truth in a very scary picture of reality. Great message :)

  1. Date: 6/15/2013 8:32:00 AM

    The problem is that underdeveloped countries take western world as an example to follow. Can we blame them? We can do not much about this problem individually, but many individuals are a community as we soupers and can take yor poem as a message

  1. Date: 6/15/2013 12:02:00 AM

    I really like this one Duke ;}

  1. Date: 6/14/2013 12:45:00 AM

    well, I don't know whether you are being sarcastic or not with your footnote, but we can only hope that scientists find a way to fix this huge mess we have made of the earth.. your poem is so true, so true.

  1. Date: 6/13/2013 7:16:00 PM

    Hello Duke, almost like a calling, no one can stop the raw path of her charms, love the fertilizer we deal with everyday. I like to think of her as the charming evil one. she is a women, with PMS and all .... wow, what a factory farm you define us in, thanks God for her son... LOL, in which I hope is Technology. .. enjoyed your poem... Always ~ LINDA