New Year,
Old Crap
by Dinoguy
.
All cranked up to
fail, everyone needs
a new buzz.
Straining at
the latest pestilence,
the children of the
damned
march to the last valley,
where a wall of human
bones bleaches in the
blood-red sun.
A cold wind whistles
through the shifting
dunes,
but no one
listens.
I’m no fool, no siree!
I wanna live to be a hundred and three!
I play it safe for you and me
'cause I’m no fool.
(Best I could do on short notice.)
Vaccines destroyed
Son watching Prageru
I’m already pining for 2022
Shall we rejoice,
Or mourn, Success or hate?
Fear the future, thats new for me.
Old Gaurd returns
Hand in hand with the New,
Three weeks left to poison the stew