Armageddon's tool. Poetic prophesy fool. Samurai of words.
It's payday again
On the last day of the month
All months of the year
Here comes a comet
A known harbinger of doom
How bright will it be?
Need more distractions
I can feel the end is near
I don't know how close
We have stuff to do
Fixing up before it ends
Might as well look good
Time to go fishing
And if you don't catch any
Have fun anyway
MTG is fun
Isn't she just so special
Her voters think so
It's coming apart
Division Bells are ringing
Divided we fall
Climate Change denied
Republicans stand as one
Not caused by humans
Canada's on fire
And not in a good way folks
One more disaster
Others say it's fire
Some fires too big to handle
Burning one and all
Some say it's "Da Bomb"
That's what will start the nightmare
And make it stronger