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I woke up this morning inside a grape‑flavored planet...replete with lime‑colored gravity completing the illusion.

In A purple-mucked-up-green-up world.

I see purple Green and purple people everywhere!!!!

Everything Is Purple and Green

The purple people keep insisting they’re perfectly normal,

although they stroll around glowing like overripe plums in a salad bowl world.

The green world keeps bragging about its eco‑friendly credentials,

though it’s mostly just jealous of the purple people’s commitment to matching outfits...and quite grudgingly admitting -

that they even feel green-eyed monster-ish of the purple people's completely perfected purple nakedness.

The purple flowers keep posing like posh influencers,

tilting their petals just so,

waiting for the sun to “catch their good side.”

I really don't know what happened ~ but...

I woke up this morning inside a grape‑flavored planet, replete with lime‑colored gravity completing the illusion.

And after blinking and blinking... everything is still purple and green,

and everyone pretends that this is totally fine.

I woke up this morning inside a grape‑flavored planet, with lime‑colored gravity...

and no one wants to be the first to say,

“Hey… was the sky always the color of an immature eggplant?”

Because everything is purple and green,

and satire seems to be thriving best where absurdity blooms.

The flowers gossip, the people sparkle, and the world itself shrugs -

as if to say,

“Well, at least we’re coordinated.”

[Co-ordinated...You mean sillier, more dramatic, and even more mock‑epic. Sighs the stumbling birds - half blinded by all of the green and purple-ness].

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The purple people have decided subtlety is for cowards.

The green world keeps flexing like pumped-up gym bros, boasting about its chlorophyll gains.

Everything is purple and green,

and the sun has given up trying to match the aesthetic,

so it just rises wearing sunglasses and muttering,

“I don’t get paid enough for this, maybe it's time to unionize.”

Because everything is purple and green...

The moon has started hosting nightly commentary,

whispering, “Tune in tomorrow for more chromatic chaos,” being forced to become a celestial gossip columnist.

Because everything is purple and green,

the rivers now sparkle like liquefied glitter glue,

the mountains pose dramatically on the horizon

as if waiting for their close‑up

in a soap‑opera reboot of Planet Earth.

Because everything is purple and green,

and satire itself has thrown its hands up, declaring...

“Fine. Fine. I’ll just sit here and take notes,”

while the universe pirouettes in it's own abstruse and mordant color scheme!

I woke up this morning inside a grape‑flavored planet...replete with lime‑colored gravity completing the illusion.

And now all I want to do is fall back asleep...hoping that when I again awaken, sanity will have returned to the entire purple-mucked-up-green-up world.

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Yet...maybe a little silliness is just what the doctor ordered.