| The phenomenon of man song
For
Teilhard de Chardin
I grew up in an alien camp
Not too far from the 17 ramp
Counted all the lights in the Noosphere
Worked like hell 'til I invented beer
Dad came from space out on a star
Bees made honey he put in a jar
Made a lotta bread in the twilight zone
Momma was cloned from daddy's rib bone
We lived in tents went here and there
I sun-tortured ants with great good cheer
Now the days are short
And the nights without charm
And a hole in the bucket
Sounds a whistler alarm
And them that was here - here before me
Are looking like buzzards on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm acting like a tropical storm
A phenomenal man at the end of his song.
-Jack Vaughan
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