On a rock they clung,
Is how this tale is sung.
For greed and sun,
Was their only fun!
For many aren't pure of heart,
In the start and in discussions,
There begin many repercussions.
Then they learn for a rock holds,
Not so much energy as love!
So they don't shove no more;
For Perhaps they saw,
Just a little bit more,
Of what they were looking for!