who would think that a Mother could spawn
such a thread so convoluted and worn
all the poems it spouts
are by cyberpunk louts
whose emissions are varied but worn..

but the Mother of all BS she knows
thats a thread can go down to its toes
all the hairs on the way
are just fiberous spray
and will wax off revealing just prose

The Mother creates in a line
with a multiple brain like a lime
acidic and tart
she reveals quite an art
and soaks all her offspring in lime

but I know that a Mother can spew
when she's over indulged in the dew
she will chunder profanely
and then giggle insanely
leaving others to sample the brew....