Wholly Scientific Truth

The world was not made for Adam

His snakes and aggregate fruit

like figments of the imagination

manducating sagacity

Diddo for dear departed Eve

Her ersatz and burning faith

like faculas from the sun

zapping pome leaves to dust

The one and only hindmost hope

in this godless and gardenless

sphere of cosmic circumgyration

Is the wholly scientific truth

The whole truth and nothing but

so help our star-crossed oblivion