MY HILLTOP BRICK FORTRESS SURVIVED THE END OF THE WORLD

I use to live on a we!l paved, county road, now the road has been washed away,

A monsoon has gifted me waterfront property; water flows to the bay,

My lowland neighbors were not too bad,

They all left on rescue boats, eyes sad,

I built my safe place upon a high hill, out of bricks made of hot fired clay.

BLUE VOMIT DROVE US APART

My girlfriend got sick, sick, with some sort of bad, toilet flu,

I took her to the hospital because her vomit was blue,

She was so much happier there,

Much easier for me to bare,

She begged me not leave her, but I did not want to get sick, too.

BEN, EMPATHY AND SPACE INVADERS CAME

Ben climbed up to the top of a mountain, to look down on the city,

Ben was excited to watch off-world drones, attack without pity,

Where those drones attacked,

Skyscrapers got whacked,

A fireworks factory got hit, and that explosion was pretty.

ZOOM DOCTORS DECIDE

I met with four crazy doctors on the Zoom,

They discussed the condition causing my gloom,

They said don't bother to retire,

For I was about to expire,

They said I should contemplate my pending doom.

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