Weaving of Arachne

Forests are blazing, glaciers are melting, as the river dries up, The sky comes crashing crumbling the mountains as the gaping ozone layer sneers at us. I tremble when I read the dismal reports, repenting the evil we wrought on Earth. Just then I receive a mail, which soothes me no end; For it says you have found a way to fix it all and save us from the damnation that we have wrought. Ecstatically I ask, “Pray tell me have you found the Elixir at last?” But you simply smirk at my naivety and say, “Oh no, even better for in the faraway Mars we found water.” Are we to draw water from Mars to salvage our precious Earth? Oh no silly girl, you don’t have to worry about Earth for we will build a new home faraway in Mars, doesn't this news brings you mirth? You say new home? That’s alright. But how do you plan to take there the magnanimous variety of mother Earth’s children, please deign to enlight. Your silliness frustrates me no end. The new home is meant only for our enjoym