Bumblings of the demented

Ever wondered why, we take water from her and give it back to her and for that she blesses us with bountiful harvest.

Ever wondered why we are pals with our brothers but go whinig to our sisters for advice.

Why is it that we lookupon ouyr Father as idol but we go to our Mother for warmth and comfort and also to fight.

Blessed be thy be, who gives us in plenty
For without her we are but lonely
Blessed be thy be, in whose bosom we find warmth and peace,
Without whom we cease to exist

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