Mother Earth how have you been?
Are you still lonesome and very lean?
Or have you grown buxom and fat
With venoms, and all that?
I tell you something sweet Mother
You brought me up as your own daughter
And people about me all doubt
That YOU are my mother not the tout.
When you lie asleep at night
Mother do you also get a fright
At humanity's next plan so trite
Against me, against you, Mother do you?
Mother Earth I love your drape
Of green and browns and goldens,
I love the shade of your mascara,
I love it that you have eye shadow.
You are the prettiest Mother a girl could want,
You are so pretty, just like a swan,
You dance about as if in Harlem
You swirl with your petticoats
To a count of a whole ten.
My Mother I am betrothed to you,
Mother Earth don't ever let me go,
My sweetest Mother,
My darlingest of dames,
Mother you are so wild
And I so tame.
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