Thus Spake

And I stretched out my hand over the waters,
And a great wind cast its nets out over the waters
like so many boats, and over all the lands as well.
And all the beasts wailing in patterns, and all the birds
of the air, also in patterns, they were blown and driven
about by the wind, looking not for its ceasing
nor for its starting. The heart within each of them
was sore rent, and the cry was as of a lamentation.
It was windy as fuck out there, man. Each took up
unto each the burden of its body, and each spoke
according to its kind, in one uplifted voice,
and said: Lo, quack, moo tweet, arf and so on,
and the words they all said were one word: QUIT IT. 

So I knocked it off.