1705 – Doomsday Dog

Doomsday Dog

I think this dog hasn’t considered his “outdoor needs”…

Prepared, not Scared

Sabres rattle, drums are drumming.
Some have said a day is coming
where the world will see disruption
from a nuclear eruption.

Hunkered deeply in our shelter
while the world turns helter skelter,
we’ve done ample preparation
for the glow of radiation.

Counted twice and stacked precisely,
we’ve supplied our bunker nicely
for whatever or whenever
to survive in here forever.

At preparing, I’m a master,
but a doubter of disaster
for the world continues spinning
as it has from the beginning.

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