Alina Simone

Doomsday

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As the scornful prophecy
Is borne out by the present
Everything verified, everything fits together
Even the shitty fairy tale
It served well — they listened
And nodded to the beat

And blew clear smoke at the ceiling
Only the fairy tale is shitty
And the ending is wrong
The dragon slayed and ate them all
Gotcha dummy, gotcha
Gotcha dummy, gotcha
The plane will come for us
To kick the rubber sun around in the dark

Hup-two, three, four
Hup-two, three, four
The spring was named by an axe
The river was calmed by december
The morning by a lonely shot
The meadow awaited berries
The sea awaited weather