a ground shaking boom
my heart stops for a minute
furious thunder
a flash flood warning
loud rumblings and grumblings
another loud boom
end of the world
did someone drop the H bomb
no only truman
Wham-o’s old Pluto Platter,
gets a brand-new name.
Fred and Ethel say farewell,
Dick Clarke gets his fame.
The Cat in the Hat is born,
Bogie has moved on.
Hurricane Audrey rages,
while Paul meets with John.
Sputnik said that space is now,
the brand new frontier.
Russia’s I. C. B. M makes,
their intentions clear.
Four hundred officials killed,
by Vietcong hands.
Elvis starts his life behind,
the walls of Graceland.
Seventy thousand more lives,
lost to Asian flu.
We were losing the space race,
as Vanguard dies too.
In Arkansas the guard blocks,
the Little Rock Nine.
Eisenhower sends his troops,
to settle the times.
McGovern points a finger,
says they're Commie Reds.
Soviets test the H Bomb,
brings ultimate dread.
Laika makes it into space,
U.S. is grounded.
Great Britain test their bomb and,
alarms are sounded.
Great innovations in births,
and technology.
Electric watch, Edsel,
Jayne Torvill and me.
In school, we practiced what to do
In case there was a fire.
We’d quickly exit, silently,
As teachers would require.
But there were also shelter drills,
(I’m talking decades back)
Where we would hide in case there was
A nuclear attack.
We’d crawl beneath our desks and wait
Until the signal bell
Would chime to let us know
We could come out, since all was well.
I don’t know who decided
That this plan made any sense,
For from a bomb, a desk would not
Provide the best defense.
Yet nowadays, a drill won’t be
From any H-bomb threat,
But from kids with guns and that’s a fear
We haven’t conquered yet.
The Hydrogen Bomb is heinous
Because it could crack Uranus
And that would be bad
Because we'd get mad
That God decided to brain us!
There just isn't enough febreeze
to rid the room of the haze
Of a dog fart, strong and silent
It kind of puts you in a daze
It kind of sneaks in, then it hits you
An olfactory h-bomb in your face
Meanwhile, he just lies there
He's wiped the room with **** mace
There is no middle ground here
They always smell like something died
Like he caught a squirrel in the garden
Now, it's rotting his insides
Dog farts, are a weapon
That our army has not used
In fact I told them in a letter
In their reply, they were amused
"We've tried to duplicate it"
"A killer weapon... stops the heart"
"But, our scientists just aren't able"
"To reproduce a strong dog fart"
"Thank you for your consideration"
"We'll let you know, if we succeed"
"We agree with your kind letter"
"dog farts escape and then they breed"
Sometimes when a dog farts
It makes a noise, he turns around
"my god, I smell incredible"
is the look comes from my hound
So, if you've never smelled a dog fart
And your dog just sneaks one out
Do yourself a favour
Do not feed him brussel sprouts.
Sitting in the basement
Two friends were fairly wasted
With an idea, both of them could taste it
So they decided they would make it
They tried to pull up the internet
With a computer not even turned on yet
So they smoked another doobie and
Came up with a master plan
When the internet finally did come on
They Googled how to make an "H" bomb
They giggled like silly teenage girls
Cause the knew they'd be rulers of their world
They wish they'd studied more in school
This "H" bomb language wasn't written for simple fools
So they called up someone smart they knew
They called Bob
Well Bob was just right down the street
Always there to help a friend in need
Even came with his own bag of weed
Bob is a good friend indeed
After an hour or so they tried to explain
What they needed from good ole what's his name
But couldn't remember why it was he even came
I guess weed just made the world a safer place
Disclaimer....
I neither condone the use of stimulants
nor the making of homemade nuclear weapons.
There's an H-Bomb on our doorstep
That's threatening to kill us all
There's a F-Bomb on my tender lips
And I'm bouncing off the wall
My middle digit is raised on high
In a glorious finger salute
Dropping my drawers in bold defiance
With a happy mooning to boot
Take heed, listen to what I'm saying
Damn sure I'm not alone
A peace movement has started a-brewing
So put down that damn red phone
Tired of constantly being threatened
With annihilation of all humankind
My kids just want a solemn promise
No more messing with their fragile minds
I'm sure it really isn't all that difficult
Listen here you bunch of loonies
Just let us live our own simple lives
Next semester we can all be roomies
© Jack Ellison 2012
Abjection
Abjection
People even those of the same race and color can never agree on most anything
at all and that is even to the exclusion of the law and privileges
Afforded unto all we need to make abjection
An addition if you will an order of peace to go
A kamikaze inheritance of the failing mass destruction the A bomb and now they
have a H bomb and mabe they will get a M bomb too
M is for negatron the every many H bomb and clusters of them permeate the
atmosphere of Venus our sister the planet is destroyed like Sodom and
Gomorrah and the planet still revolves around the sun and everyone still gazes
and has fun.
When the orbital velocity of Earth far exceeds the sun than Venus and even MARS
could come undone.
Eye make my new abjection please do not destroy the earth with radiation the
SKY will do a come apart and then the DAY will come the LORD is JESUS
everyone and on THAT day eye want to be a baby sheep and not a ramification of
murder want.
A reconditioned lamb and not a GIANT made of stone. A pause in the plan of
GOD. Abjection overruled.
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