Fireday.
The Earth found fire,
she was a glutton for air-
the Earth turned to gray.
The minds of the living turned-
the sick and obese burned-
to give the skinny their dying throes
of blood, oxygen and delayed finality.
The Earth found panic!
very democratically - giving us
an executive decision.
They said we must sleep,
but they surrounded us with Death
and when we woke
I was dead.
Amsterdam is overcast,
the fires still burn there-
our hopeless final plan is hopeless and final.
Mister Char and Melt have inherited the earth,
they hurried to the courthouse in a dark soot but
the courts were ash. Forget the paperwork-
the bureaucrats have quit complaining.
They seem to be more worried about
unforgivable invasions of privacy from worms and
seventy different species of maggots.
The entomologists rejoice, but
litigation is a dead science and
dead science is reserved for Thermodynamics
and the temperatures that belong to the burning and melting
of all dead things.
Hurrah! An eternity!
Of holidays and heat-strokes.
she was a glutton for air-
the Earth turned to gray.
The minds of the living turned-
the sick and obese burned-
to give the skinny their dying throes
of blood, oxygen and delayed finality.
The Earth found panic!
very democratically - giving us
an executive decision.
They said we must sleep,
but they surrounded us with Death
and when we woke
I was dead.
Amsterdam is overcast,
the fires still burn there-
our hopeless final plan is hopeless and final.
Mister Char and Melt have inherited the earth,
they hurried to the courthouse in a dark soot but
the courts were ash. Forget the paperwork-
the bureaucrats have quit complaining.
They seem to be more worried about
unforgivable invasions of privacy from worms and
seventy different species of maggots.
The entomologists rejoice, but
litigation is a dead science and
dead science is reserved for Thermodynamics
and the temperatures that belong to the burning and melting
of all dead things.
Hurrah! An eternity!
Of holidays and heat-strokes.