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This world, this vapid world, grey
Melded, both night and squalid day
This Universe, God’s dream
Will one day end,in a spectacular way

And God will wake up, with a gasp
Like he was stung, by a bee or a wasp
And realise, that his creation doth say
Not good enough God, no way, no way!

And with a swipe, (left, not right)
He makes everything dark, as night
Fresh batches of universes, baking in a tray
Until he gets one that’s happy to say

Thank you God, for the mercies and love
Thank you God, for the breath that we take
We do not know why, do not know how
But Thank you, God, for not letting us break…