Gaia the Goddess

Gaia the Goddess is bursting with greenery.
Gaia the Goddess is fecund and fair.
Gaia the Goddess despises machinery.
Gaia the Goddess commands us to share, 

Sharing and caring and sparing and paring
Our wicked consuming right back to the vest,
Vanquishing vandals with sackcloth and sandals.
Woe to the wildering waste of the West. 

Less of it, least of it, summon the priests of it,
Worship the Wikka, the Guardians of Earth.
Death to the Motorist, vehicle votarist,
Welcome the rancid religion of dearth, 

Sackcloth and sandals and guttering candles,
Windmills and wheelbarrows! Sons of the soil,
(Every peasant is worthy and pleasant),
Sweating a godgiven lifetime of toil. 

Less of it, least of it, mystical East of it.
Worship the planet each bird and each beast of it.
Perish the people who populate, populate,
Flay them and slay them, forbid them to copulate. 

Horrid humanity, spawned in their vanity,
Strip them of spirit and strip them of soul,
Cleanse all the earth of them, banish the birth of them,
Gaia the Goddess will crunch them up whole. 

Gaia the Goddess is bursting with greenery.
Gaia the Goddess is fecund and fair.
Gaia the Goddess despises machinery.
Gaia the Goddess commands us to share.