Oh, how I love the smell of Smog on warm midsummer’s air. Deodorants and odorants nestled here, and everywhere.
Of Hair-brushes, and Tooth-brushes, of Mousses and Perfumes; The sell of Dead things, Damn-ed things, permeates the room.
For every burst of hairspray containing Chlorofluorocarbons, We’re killing off our Future Folk in Numbers Genghis Kahn would have been proud to boast to those at home, with revelry and slaughter, while raping the lands riches ans abusing sons and daughters.
And so throughout the Ages, our hist’ry has been woe, and war, and strife, and killing, that I’m not proud to know or even think association between them and me and you.
And lest I forget to tell you this, Happy Earth Day to you, too.