If we are the ones who suffer
Stand and suffer for all the world to see.
Do not suffer insignificantly
Suffer in extravagant colors.
Load them into your weapon, squeeze.
Blast! enemies in the face with your
Reddish silent screaming.
Send greenish/brownish dimpled fleets
That upend their puny frenemy deeds.
If you are to suffer, dump it in the see
Don’t tote a fleet of poisoned pasty
Bleep and poplar trees.
Learn while standing atop roots made of
The grand universe,
With all that green and sunny energy.
Transference.
Blast thine enemies with beneficial
Indifference. Live
It is a grand day and sun goes down
Every night.
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