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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required MY DREAM GIRL We lived then In Nukeville City Entirely dependent on nuclear power, From my point of view as a nuclear expert An excellent location, for two of us - I loved my heavyweight girlfriend very much. Walking very slowly with her In a suburban street in winter Heading for McFonald’s burger joint, The lights went out : blackness, no street lights, No house lights, no traffic lights, no golden arches, nothing. She was stricken with fear, and almost paralysed with hunger. I said, “Let’s go - we can’t stay here and be helpless.” I knew just where to go - and quick, because it was cold: To McFonald's. I knew the way by heart. (Before their hotplates cooled down, And the burgers congealed.) I knew what was happening all right, it was Nuclear meltdown at the plant: An electromagnetic pulse had killed all electrics. As soon as she took a step in the darkness She fell : her legs didn’t work at all Because they were electrically-operated And like everything electric, they were dead. Her weight problem was getting serious, and she needed Electric-powered legs because she was so huge And her legs were too weak to support her. I grabbed (part of) her (massive) hand, saying “I’ll drag you if I have to......” Indeed, drag her it was, because I couldn’t heft Her pre-McFonald's 350 pounds.
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