They claim to be gods
By inventing toasters
Whoever heard
Of such idle boasters

Then electronic gadgets
So they said
The greatest inventions
Since sliced bread

Atomic bombs
To blow each other to pieces
Brothers,sisters,nephews,nieces
Carbon, poisoning the atmosphere
Plastic,destroying the ecosphere
Texting and tweeting all day through
Have they nothing else to do ?

That reminds me
Although I’m reluctant
Make my messenger Mercury
The next one redundant