Some say the world will end with nukes,
Some say with plague.
If at the hands of cackling kooks
We must go, I would go with nukes.
But if a war’s too quick, too vague,
Too on-the-nose, then maybe you
Would skip those trials at the Hague
(The ’flu would do)
And go by plague.
If you have any thoughts on this poem, Daniel Galef
would be pleased to hear them.