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Kiss your donkey goodbye.




The end is nigh

Time to say bye

Only I have been forewarned

So listen up, or you’ll be mourned

I have heard the coming of the storm

Very soon chaos will be the norm

So hide your children, hide your wife

And start praying for your very life

Build your bunkers and seal them tight

Otherwise you’ll be wrong and I’ll be right

You’ve seen the signs and yet you’ve ignored

Through my warnings you’ve jeered or snored 

So when Armageddon comes and it’s coming soon

You’ll lament not listening to this poorly “loon”

One more chance I’ll give your souls

Repent now, or be eaten by the moles

So listen up, you pitiful sheeple!

Beware, the coming of the mole-people!


Thank you for listening.