Holes Grow
Wayne a weasel with a mission
from the future
billions of
years of
evolution
man has light ships
and transcended time
into the upper clouds of
Jupiter and
the warm seas of Europa
earth’s animal population
took over all nations
intelligence and speech
swept over all and they
governed the globe to
create their Garden of Eden
repaired all or most of
mankind’s
blunders
oil spills
landfills and
plastic laden air
some were even so bold
as to foolishly try and fix the old
and travel far back in time through a generated worm hole
Wayne the weasel and
Capt. J. Henry Mole
were sent to
try and stop a collider
from making all those miniature
black holes
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