Earth Man

Round is the earth
Which crumbles and rolls
Where things such as man
Amazingly grows

Sprouting like a plant
Up pops a head
Then dirt falls to the ground
Forming one dangerous biped

Look out it's alive
It's Earth Man evolved
Me thinks he's an angel
From heaven transformed
No, tis an Earth Man, just lightly adorned

Having fought for years, to become number one
No mercy, no chances, only down with the thumb
Thus, on this world, all things are his slave
No wonder the earth is becoming a grave

Now I ask you, "Is this any way to behave?"
Now, I ask you, "Is this any way to behave?"

Copyright 1995 Robert Luttrell