Old gods of yore, a sky wizard, and the serfs of flerf
Unicorns, dragons, and the centaurs of our flat Earth
Reside as one, but not united, as the doubters probe
Fabricating, their absurd reality, based upon a globe
Let them not fool us all, with ancient pseudoscience
As they lead us, like sheep, let us show our defiance
They'll drip feed, the insanity, of an alternative home
Even though, that the truth is, we exist under a dome
Albeit, we're as sane as Dionysus and talking snakes
Remember there're malicious agents, if god forsakes
They're fake, but of their doctrines, there is no dearth
Heretical globists, are forever coveting, our flat Earth
