The Schrödinger bacteria’s Barsoom,
Where robots scan the wadi of the Styx .
There died, or never lived a microbe bloom
When déjà vu and Dejah Thoris mix,
Her hungry eyes fixed on Hadean seas,
The playa droid with X-ray vision sees;
Areocalcrete Earthings soon infer.
With carbonate and opal intergrown,
As vengeful Ares, orbited by drone
Blends nukes and life within his cranium
Thus Opportunity grinds
sands of time
Which mortals fancy Ceres made of lime.
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