if earth was a clementine

HOW SWEET AN EARTH IT'D BE WITH A NAME OF SPARKLIN' GOLD AND A SIZE SO BOLD HOW JUICY GOOD; HOW SATISFYINGLY COMPLETE TO LIVE COMPLETE BUT, OH, HOW DISPARAGING IN MATURITY: FOR RIPENESS IS JUSTICE ON A VINE, OR FLOWER. HOW AWFUL KNOWING NOT WHAT TO DO BUT CONSUME. THEN GOD SAID, "LET THERE BE LIGHT" (AND THE LIGHT SYNTHESIZED EVIL).