One pool was filled with brownish sludge <br />its colour similar to fudge. <br />The other stank of pharmacy <br />and bureaucratic chemistry. <br /> <br />They did assure the stupid masses <br />that any emanating gasses <br />were simply signs of distillation <br />and this would lead to fractionation. <br /> <br />You see, the public servants had <br />neglected things, and now were mad <br />that lakes and rivers had run dry <br />without the water, all would die. <br /> <br />So they convinced the skeptics all <br />that Rome prevented its own fall <br />by cycling all their excrements <br />through special pipes and narrow vents <br /> <br />until they bubbled, mixed and rose <br />in volume and to please the nose. <br />The bladders of those placid mules <br />were used as filters in their pools. <br /> <br />It made the brew look fresh and clear <br />and wiped away the people's fear. <br />So, soon the Romans skipped their wine <br />and helped themselves to bubbly brine. <br /> <br />Their chemists had not known the fact <br />that oestrogen will stay intact <br />inside a liquid and it will <br />wreak havoc first and later kill. <br /> <br />Each woman, since she is a she, <br />has hormones hidden in her pee. <br />These substances will act in men <br />to make them feel like Mother Hen. <br /> <br />They'll grow size 44-D breasts <br />and try to hide them under vests. <br />Rome fell due to a lack of tails. <br />Recycled water killed all males.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fall-of-rome-4/
