His Secretest Secriest Secret

Back when air unique ‘ordinary’
Air now gone our loss extraordinary.
Hid man’s Savior’s creation’s pride
Then man He placed all inside.
There once was one air.  There now is one sog.

No brain methane ought contain
Enough of this we go insane.
If not that far at least inane.
Methane in lungs your brain will drain.
Now there is only one sog.

Once there was only one air.
No see man’s Savior’s good oxygen.
Side by side ties our religion.
We all breathed air.  That was that.
Now air so rare is man’s mad hat.
There once was air.  There now is sog.

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