Grant This Civil Yankee To Doodle Till Lee Gets Blue In the Face

Grant this civil yankee to doodle till Lee gets blue in the face blowing 99 red balloons April 9th, 2023 will signal 158 years since Appomattox plus what would have been ninety sixth birth of the late Boyce Brandon Harris, whereby yours truly the biological byproduct when secular parents of mine simply following the dictum constituting be fruitful and multiply. (Alternately titled always look on the bright side of life sang courtesy Eric Idle in Life of Brian) Armageddon would be morbidly amazing, concluding (reign of *****Sapiens) fascinating albeit simultaneously fantastic, catastrophic boon dog gull to accompany (this incognito sans, spacesuit attired as bugs bunny foolish faux rabbit, yup you reddit right with netzero outlook) amidst others eyed hop along (like Cassidy) to find amidst rubble strewn cocoon, or perchance an arrid extra dry armed hammer hotmail spelling unrelenting radioactive blown humungous earthlinked dune daffy duck dynasty Don trumpeting a brave (though extremely foolish soul) weathering fierce-some dust bowl appearing like a ghoulish goon vis a vis via global sand man disallowing any inhabitant to be immune whereat winter days would mimic (nee far exceed) those analogous to tropical June day where nary species of flora nor fauna, which latter muffled cry viz Clair De Lune barely heard above blindingly pitched (scoring major lunar home run) when earth's moon appeared to be batted, snatched, and whacked - piñata like casting darkness at high noon this out of other worldly debacle (viz: a scene of apocalyptic, cosmic and epic rune from twilight zone re: outer limits offsetting sole millennial Gaia satellite believed rigged forever) which end of planetary status quo came barreling along sooner than expected, accompanied by Gustav Holst The Planets auspicious, eponymous, illustrious... tune once Luna rung seismically, titanic ally uprooted, violently wrenched prior to crash landing at ground zero rocked and rolled out of orbitz before careering, and screaming thru the atmosphere analogous a full term baby in utero yanked out of womb. Though the above dynamic gigantic jack-knifed nihilistic quantum spectacular universal wreckage sans the inner sphere of solar system (known to mankind, whose tenancy upon oblate spheroid viz planet Earth did upstage when said creature, an outlier), whence even amidst the early bipedal hominids didst throve a sage no event (whether natural or caused by human error), would compare neither captcha, when quaking, roiling, swarming, teeming masses rage against the machine emasculated, jiggered, orchestrated and wrought one after another bloody war strewn page onto once verdant terrestrial firmament no way to measure nor gauge the depth, length, scope of total value eradicating any trace of simian equipage reducing arrogant, conceited, egomaniacal, dotage boot far-fetched science fiction phenomena would witness civilization captive in their own technological cage more to the point yours truly self imprisoned barred bard, (whose fleshy epidermis camouflaged beige) tricked out with latest futuristic technological “smart” sophistication showcasing latest skin tight accouterment a win for progressive penal reform champions, who feel a cannibal (accountable) to stamp out anthropophage.