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    1. The Kid with the Comic Book (by Trevor Mills)

    From the recording Go Long (2015)

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    The Earth was shipped in a cellophane wrapper
    To a godlike kid by galactic courier
    He'd placed an order from the back of a comic book
    He'd read when he should've been in school
    He had a project due in his socio-anthro-
    Eco-geo-bio and creationism course
    That he should've been working on instead of playing games
    With his gang of omnipotent pals
    The project was due in a hundred thousand years
    Which can hardly be construed as enough time
    To populate a planet with intelligent beings
    Who can live in a self-sustaining way
    But he saw in the comic book an ad for a planet
    With a species on the brink of developing intelligence
    That could be shipped in a cellophane wrapper
    And he thought, it's my ticket to an A!
    Now it might seem to you like a hundred thousand years
    Is a long time, but if you just consider
    That the kid with the comic book would see a hundred thousand
    Years pass like the twinkle of a star
    So the kid put the Earth on his desk in his bedroom
    Underneath a heat lamp that he kept on a timer
    On his walls he had made constellations
    That were stars that could glow in the dark
    And he worked as the species on the brink of intelligence
    Grew, found fire, built bombs and exploded them
    He cried when he learned the killing was so often
    Interspersed with the praising of his name
    So the kid with the comic book turned on the heatlamp
    Took a magnifying glass from his leftmost cupboard
    And looked to the Earth, picked a symbolic bush
    And focused, and set it on fire
    And when the bush was burning the people got the message
    And the leaders agreed to take responsibility
    And base their actions on accountability
    And promise that they'd try to get along
    So the kid took the Earth to his teacher, who looked
    And saw good work and the room for improvement
    Not a bad first try, B plus, and excitement
    For your many more creations still to come
    And now the Earth lies wrapped in bubble-wrap there
    On the floor of the closet of the kid with the comic book
    His mother checks in every now and then
    To ensure that things will work out in the end
    And so everything will work out in the end

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