Ready For the Nuclear Bomb In 1957

in the fifties, back in my school days, we hid under desks
anticipating the nuclear bomb we thought Russians were sending
not all of our body fit under there, but we still had to do it
Because if that bomb was coming, we wanted to be ready
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