Bad news.
The Earth is dying
of cars and freezers,
spray cans and other stuff -
from winning to much we lose?
Has some one been lying?
I didn't get nearly enough!
Oh well,
better call in our investments,
centralize all our cash,
buy a year's supply of bottled water,
fill up a U-Haul with food and tents,
be sure to bring extra gas
and warm clothes for Son and Daughter,
I know we can find a suitable cave
before it's too late
move in now to save our ass!
We just need to be cool and brave,
be patient and wait -
this too shall pass.

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