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Pharyngula: Pretentious Planet
The callous desert spends its day in sleep,
Then dons its threads of life, all intertwined;
The dark unfathomed features of the deep
Hide fertile tales to lighten any mind;
Antarctica makes emptiness its pride
And even then, to lichens is benign;
Yet, heaven's vacant vaults are shamed beside
The vacuous gulf: the "theory" of design.
The callous desert spends its day in sleep,
Then dons its threads of life, all intertwined;
The dark unfathomed features of the deep
Hide fertile tales to lighten any mind;
Antarctica makes emptiness its pride
And even then, to lichens is benign;
Yet, heaven's vacant vaults are shamed beside
The vacuous gulf: the "theory" of design.
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