When God apportioned horns and tails and hooves -
ran out on wildebeest… You've seen a picture?
For like the platypus, it's in the proofs
Creation hadn't strictly followed Scripture.
He had none left for demons and their ilk -
The Devil, a significant exception -
and so, though none have tasted mother's milk,
look just like you and me, defy perception.
Or could we be the demons? We were last,
the pinnacle, the pièce de résistance,
in all of God's domain, however vast,
so we assumed, it's always been our stance,
that we are in His image, missing tail…
and not that it's an inventory fail.
Author notes: image generated by author prompt to ChatGPT
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