In the Land of Flames <br />Plasma rains from the sky <br />And the children play in the radiation <br />While their worried parents <br />Try to get them to wear their radiation coats. <br /> <br />The kiddies come inside afterward <br />And eat nicotine cookies, made with fresh tobacco <br />And drink tall glasses of cold gasoline <br />Enjoy a slow battery acid bath right before <br />Heading off to their snuggly beds of asbestos <br />And dreaming about another beautiful day. <br />While their parents indulge in a few late glasses of purified water, <br />Knowing that their livers will hate them for it in a few years.<br /><br />Jack the Ripper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-land-of-flames/
