Ban The Bomb !  The End is Nigh ! (Doomsday Selection)

 
 
A little'bit of  death.  
A little'bit of (insane, human)  
                           life,  
 (trying so damn hard to be  
         sensible).  
We  
wouldn't even  
                 know where to go  
when them whistlin' missles  
come a flyin' our way.  
 
We'd have to kill each other.
          We'd have to eat each other,
              (Just to make ends meat
 
Every Body knows [but] that No One knows  
       exactly how the punchline will  
            manifest itself.  
 
Gee.  There are so many days when there's  
       Nothing-better-to-do  
          than contemplate  
              wildly on the  
               constitution  
                     of our  
                       end.  
(We make movies of it over and over again, my friend)
 
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