Oh, the end will not be
Glamorous or exciting.
There will be no Mad Max or Omega Man...
Just a boring wait,
As the poisons saturate our state.
From head to toe, the fish DNA will go.
Oh, the end will not be...
That toxic residue,
As a gift from me to you.
Microwave emissions,
That will leave us all dribbling.
Oh, the end will not be...
But our brains will curdle and
Our muscles putrefy.
It's not an aesthetically
Pleasing way to die.
Oh, the end will not be...
As our homes sink into
The universal stink.
My message will be forgotten
As our bones hit the bottom.
Oh the end will not be...
A fitting but smelly grave and
A home for all the brave T.V. drones and
Their cellular phones.
Oh, the end will not be
Glamorous or exciting.
It will bare no resemblance
To the product advertised.
No batteries included,
Pay double of you still deluded.
For this my friend...
This is the end...