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Grant This Civil Yankee To Doodle Till He Gets Blue In The Face 

blowing balloons signaling 158 years since Appomattox

(Alternately titled always look on the bright side of life)

Armageddon would be a morbidly amazing,

concluding (reign of Homo Sapiens)

fascinating albeit simultaneously catastrophic boon

dog gull to accompany


(this incognito sans, spacesuit attired as bugs bunny

foolish faux rabbit, yup you reddit right

with netzero outlook) amidst others eyed hop along

(like Cassidy) to find amidst rubble strewn cocoon,

 

or perchance an arid extra dry

armed hammer hotmail spelling

unrelenting radioactive

blown humungous earthlinked dune

daffy duck dynasty Don

trumpeting a brave (though

extremely foolish soul) weathering

fierce-some dust bowl ap

pear ring like a ghoulish goon

vis a vis via global sand man

disallowing any inhabitant to be immune

whereat winter days would mimic (nee far exceed)

those analogous to tropical June

day where nary species of flora nor fauna,

which latter muffled cry viz Claire De Lune

barely heard above blindingly pitched

(scoring major lunar home run) when earth's moon

appeared to be batted, snatched, and whacked -

piñata like casting darkness at high noon

this out of other worldly debacle

(viz: a scene of apocalyptic, 
cosmic and epic rune

from twilight zone re: outer limits offsetting

sole millennial Gaia satellite believed rigged forever)

which end of planetary status quo came soon

er than expected, accompanied

by Gustav Holst eponymous tune

once Luna rung seismically,

titanic ally uprooted, violently wrenched

prior to crash landing at ground zero

rocked and rolled out of orbitz

before careering, and screaming

thru the atmosphere

analogous a full term baby

in utero yanked out of womb.

though the above dynamic

gigantic jack-knifed nihilistic quantum

spectacular universal wreckage

sans the inner sphere of solar system

(known to mankind,

 

when said creature, an outlier)

whence even amidst the early

bipedal hominids didst throve a sage

no event (whether natural

or caused by human error),

would compare neither cap cha,

when are bit rage emasculated, and wrought

onto once verdant terrestrial firmament

no way to measure nor gauge

the depth, length, scope of total

value eradicating any trace

of simian equipage

reducing arrogant, conceited,

ego-maniacal, dotage boot far-fetched

science fiction phenomena would

witness civilization captive

in their own technological cage.

 

 



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