World of Gollums

I live in a world turned dark

A slimy abode sunken like Atlantis beneath the mountain of the once wise

A dominion inhabited by 7 billion gollums

Each obsessed about their "precious"

"They wants it!" is the mantra of their devolved delusion

Even the tunnel drillers sow this confusion

Like the hollow skulls that salivate for the fat of your thoughts

They feed off each other's dead neurons

Swine gulping down pearls like tasty toad stools in slop sauce

Devotees of the Spagetti Monster have a higher chance of survival

Bitches eating each other's hides on gym equipment

Stags grabbing each other's inflated packages

Bears and cubs, Lions and pussies

We've reached the bottom of the food chain

Poly wants a cracker

Wants to buy it with pure energy

Generated by asses at the grind

No humans live here

Earth needs another name