The planet Earth has lost its friends, the other orbs are mad.
He used to be the talk of the town 'cos of the life forms that he had.
The other planets hated it, that he had a population
They thought he got all high falutin' with ideas above his station
But he was young and didn't care that they flew into a rage.
How dare he have indigenous life when he's only 4 billion years of age.
But time moved on and he grew up, as did his Earth bound creatures.
Their constant noise and carelessness took a toll upon his features
And now the other heavenly spheres look on with sad dismay
But are happier to be barren rocks than have people any day.
