To reminisce on a grand scale
The history of the perished masses
Aged warhead diplomacy failed
Damn Einstein and those other asses
We are armed with our private parts
All herald international lovemaking
Binding pieces of broken hearts
With visions of amour not forsaken
Potent armies of the lovelorn
In a cosmic mix of orgies sprawling
A daisy-chain of hands adorn
With the clutches of unity calling
Soaring with our powered airships
Together beyond the thundering skies
On autopilot as we kiss
Brandishing new conceptions of sunrise.
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