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Since Mickey’s hands are now at two ‘til twelve Let’s pour our poor doomed selves another glass We’ll have only our ashes then to shelve When that great big explosion comes to pass And as that big bang bangs I’ll kiss my kvass Goodbye. My watch needs charging anyway The Gotterdammerung should give it some gas To tell the time on that Wagnerian new day Oh! Mickey’s hands are now at that midnight - Farewell, dear friends; it’s been a wild delight! (What? Are you still here…?)
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Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 3:52 PM UTC
The Doomsday Wristwatch and Fitness Tracker
Since Mickey’s hands are now at two ‘til twelve Let’s pour our poor doomed selves another glass We’ll have only our ashes then to shelve When that great big explosion comes to pass And as that big bang bangs I’ll kiss my kvass Goodbye. My watch needs charging anyway The Gotterdammerung should give it some gas To tell the time on that Wagnerian new day Oh! Mickey’s hands are now at that midnight - Farewell, dear friends; it’s been a wild delight! (What? Are you still here…?)
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel. Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.
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Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 3:52 PM UTC
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