Dearest mother and daddy, <br />by the Mark Twain, by the <br />Mark Twain, Hally's comet <br />is comin' down Hally's comet <br />is comin' down. <br /> <br />The days of the great flood <br />the muck the mire the mud <br />Mississippi mud. <br /> <br />Mother and daddy, your gonna' <br />need a river boat to get to town, <br />just to get around. Hannibal Mo. <br />got hit really hard, oh sweet Jesus, <br />Lord Lord. <br /> <br />The day nature fought back, <br />I wish Orsen Welles were <br />alive today he could tell <br />the tale better to the tee to <br />the letter. <br /> <br />Martians would probably be <br />easier to deal with, than a <br />ravaged toxic planet spewing <br />out all its rage and polution <br />there is no solution we destroyed <br />the earth long ago all we have left <br />now is an angry foe. <br /> <br />Its time to pay the piper we can <br />nolonger shut the mouth of this <br />seething venomous viper. <br /> <br />Josette Marie Louise Lager <br />Copyright@1991 <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />.<br /><br />Josette Lager<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sky-is-falling-2/
