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This is How the World Will End
Foiled Aluminum balls, Trebucheted
All over. Mockingly abound to bewilder them so.
Then comes the noise -signaler of fear.
God the fear.
Alarum! Alarum!
Something wicked this way walks
Black helicopters ride in droves
the gathered people are doused with ammonium
Everything - Everything is sopped
Retreat, indoors they say
Who to trust?
Herded like animals.
To whom do I consent my soul?
-downstairs, hurry
I don't buy it. Taken chances
I stay out, just in time to see The Terror ignite the Wrath of God
Hell on Earth, I deem
The sound and smell and sight and feel the fear of knowing
Ends.
