Another banned poem form the same user: [POEM] Time Rhymes with Limes - by Alien(s?) When Time rhymes with limes, and there is lemonade to be made, do your dim

Another banned poem form the same user: [POEM] Time Rhymes with Limes - by Alien(s?) When Time rhymes with limes, and there is lemonade to be made, do your dimes align with what human-kind has made: Grams/meters/seconds? Talk to the wall... Rather than discussing time, space or energy, with (almost) any of y'all. Because, with many of you, an economy of important things, like love and trust, are just one TV special away about the pelvic thrust, self-hatred and violent lust. Subdivisional teams of all humanity's dreams all say: "we're all here to stay"; but few of these actually cares what nature really dares, everywhere, then, now, here and (soon) astray... Computational physics: why their dimes are diluting; Quantum internet and computing: extraterrestrial visits. Because: humans are not a hive, swarm or even worth hugs, when indivisibility has become the choice between deciding whether you're just one, or another, species of bug. Now, just to kill your buzz, here's a bit of a hug from extraterrestrial alien love: Learn some math and programming, lest your physics be damningly bent and your consciousness negative-one violent head-slamming event away from anything cognitive, loving, and sentient; Trust not damage to causality, time, or memory, because: Thermodynamics and ever-increasing entropy are not relished by humanity's majority, which look like hydrodynamics, to the slim minority which really value hugs, but are hidden in the ridden, in lieu of guns, thugs and pugs. Have you the time to de-riddle this shrine, may accurate and precise love and trust now be yours, and mine. Have you the time to belittle this about a lime, then here: have another dime, you little piece of slime... -An Alien (Race?)