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Today I met four horsemen, riding on a trail One looked hungry, one looked ill, and one looked deathly pale The last one looked so angry, he had war within his eyes They reigned their steeds, came to a stop, and took me by surprise "The end is nigh mere mortal" the pale one rasped at me "Your Lord has come, the Earth is done, there's nowhere you can flee!" I pondered for a moment, and then a thought occurred "It’s student rag week, right?" I said, "You all look quite absurd!" I went on with my journey, and met another stranger Dressed in a robe, with sandalled feet, he seemed to pose no danger He raised his hands with palms outstretched, and I observed old scars Above his head, the oddest thing, a halo bright as stars "Prepare yourself for Judgment" proclaimed he in a lofty voice He opened a book, took a quick look, then said *"Oh right, you're nice! First one today"* he muttered, "Most go the other way" "Of course they do!" I forced a smile, and slowly backed away I bade farewell politely, and he hurriedly wandered on "It takes all sorts", I mused, feeling glad that he had gone I resumed my journey eagerly, looking forward to it's end And all was good, right up until, I went around a bend The path was blocked with walking dead, flesh hanging from their bones The younger ones, despite their state, were using mobile phones! One told me that his name was Elvis, and he used to be a singer But he stared at me, so hungrily, that I didn't dare to linger When finally I made it home, I grabbed a bottle of ***** I sat right down, switched on TV, and flicked onto the news "Breaking Story! The end is here, The Apocalypse has begun!" The reporter seemed excited, and was waving round a gun Shots rang out and sirens wailed, not all of them on TV I heard commotion, in the street, a bit too close for me I took a glug of whisky, and it tasted mighty fine "If the world was going to end", I said, "I'm sure there'd be a sign ..."
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 7:34 PM UTC
The Four Horsemen
Today I met four horsemen, riding on a trail One looked hungry, one looked ill, and one looked deathly pale The last one looked so angry, he had war within his eyes They reigned their steeds, came to a stop, and took me by surprise "The end is nigh mere mortal" the pale one rasped at me "Your Lord has come, the Earth is done, there's nowhere you can flee!" I pondered for a moment, and then a thought occurred "It’s student rag week, right?" I said, "You all look quite absurd!" I went on with my journey, and met another stranger Dressed in a robe, with sandalled feet, he seemed to pose no danger He raised his hands with palms outstretched, and I observed old scars Above his head, the oddest thing, a halo bright as stars "Prepare yourself for Judgment" proclaimed he in a lofty voice He opened a book, took a quick look, then said *"Oh right, you're nice! First one today"* he muttered, "Most go the other way" "Of course they do!" I forced a smile, and slowly backed away I bade farewell politely, and he hurriedly wandered on "It takes all sorts", I mused, feeling glad that he had gone I resumed my journey eagerly, looking forward to it's end And all was good, right up until, I went around a bend The path was blocked with walking dead, flesh hanging from their bones The younger ones, despite their state, were using mobile phones! One told me that his name was Elvis, and he used to be a singer But he stared at me, so hungrily, that I didn't dare to linger When finally I made it home, I grabbed a bottle of ***** I sat right down, switched on TV, and flicked onto the news "Breaking Story! The end is here, The Apocalypse has begun!" The reporter seemed excited, and was waving round a gun Shots rang out and sirens wailed, not all of them on TV I heard commotion, in the street, a bit too close for me I took a glug of whisky, and it tasted mighty fine "If the world was going to end", I said, "I'm sure there'd be a sign ..."
First published December 20th 2012, to commemorate the impending End of The World. Posted here on HP for the first time at the request of my wife, she tells me it's still one of her favorites. ***
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Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 7:34 PM UTC
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