Nature, the Egotist

I pray that Nature is no Egotist That gets an A plus on a test And doesn't study the rest of the term... Though I don't judge, (It's merely I), You've been too poor To not catch my eye... You're assigned to give life For this eternal term, And making all perfect's The rubric you've got, But you've failed too many To judge judgmental me, Because you've born some That can't even judge! I thought you loved Art And your every creation... You forgot to make The others hot like me (Outside of the days That they run in the Sahara)! These very words, I can only imagine, Are the words thought over the world and water--- You're full of yourself To slack on them, Just because you're proud that you made me.