It told the earliest newborns to search for a motherly nipple. Those sprung from unattended eggs found other sufficient parts of their biological mother in whatever was available on the soil or in plants or creatures they were laid on or in, or in the water.
Nectar flows from our seven hills.
A house of love is on every thorn. And butterflies come here to get rich. Also Italy's God of wine, Baccus, would have had handier moonshine here in the hills of north Georgia. And, not to be outdone by the more ancient Rome's licentiousness, Rome Georgia has had the distinction of once having had the only city-owned whorehouse in the country. It went out of business because they had more supply than demand, that experienced hands could not make any money when amateurs give everything away for free.