The Green Woman

She is the most beautiful woman,
and seems to be a lively heaven.
She has the core which is purest
she never literally speaks but still is the truest.

No chap can gossip with her using locution,
discrete can conversate with her only through intution.
One needs to really endear her,
that affection shouldn't be blur.

She humiliates a lot,
and gives you much time to break your evil works' pot.
Once she has crossed her limit of frustation,
she can crush all humanity in a bit of exertion.

She is our mother nature,
for every creature.
We must return equal affection,
to the green woman who is an elite artefaction.

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Our mother nature, who enunciates that we all are a single family born from a single mother-earth, is continuosly harassed by her kids.