Poem: God of Mutant Genes

Give us strength, oh Lord, to endure
your reckless intervention
in our earthly lot, your ceaseless
careless energies, for you move
in mischievous ways. Like Puck,
you relish preposterous effects
{polydactyl cats and chicken with teeth).
For your disruptive indifference,
thanks: it may yet, someday, save us all.