Volgadon: we humans have taken the first part of Genesis 1:28 too far - for our own good, and for the good of the flora and fauna that we "rule over".

Poem cum song/lay 101 of 230: JUST SUBSIST
(I've turned mostly-vegan since writing this, but decided to leave it.)

At times when I've had time to take,
    I've thought of a plot by a lake:
The plot would be of fertile ground;
    The lake would have some trout around.

The plot's house would be made of brick -
    Well insulated, in good nick.
And round this abode there'd be built -
    Solar panels, kept at best tilt.

Inside large coops would run the legs
    Of chooks and quails - for fresh eggs.
A vine for grapes plus summer shade;
    And, in thin beds, vegetables laid.

Up at dawn, to use all sunlight -
    Fish and farm by day, read at night.
A spouse with me I'd not resist -
    In retirement, we'd just subsist.

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