Meme is the word
Or so I've been told
But I always thought that
Mum's was the word

One day I asked her
When the war will stop?
She told me sadly
That it might be never

As you know my dear little child
Once born as humans but now immortals
Part cyber and humanity robbed
Some of them even primitive and wild

Years had gone by
Since I asked her that question
The fighting continued as many more suffered
The intensity of the war, even gotten to my husband
Where he came from, seen his share of brawling

"Nothing like this my dear Iron Liz"
That what he said to me one summer day
As we were watching a soldier's footage
A film that was discovered that was about
The Battle of Santa Muerte

I found myself one day
In an alternate reality
Garnet is sleeping right beside me
Took me a few minutes to realize

Critic has done it
He had finally done it
The ever-lasting war is finally over
Oh the tears of joy I cried
No more pain nor suffering, no more blood and gore

I then woke up Garnet and told him the news
He smiled and laughed, and gave me a great big hug
As we both found out, we still have the memories
Of the other reality and the horrible war
But to the very few, like Linkara, that we had told
They know to keep it a secret, and they respect it so
"Mum's the word" as we all know