Atomic War

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This may be sung to the tune of "Jingle Bells".

Blasting through the night with a harsh actinic ray,

making landscape glow with nuclear decay.

Fusion bombs come down like flaming rain from Hell,

loudly ringing out the human race’s final bell.

            Atomic war, atomic war, cities burning bright,

            nuclear explosions lighting up the night.

            Massive hordes of decent folk are dying in the fight,

‘cause the stupid clowns who run the show just couldn’t get it right.


I’m a little crackpot, short and stout.

Paranoia’s what I spout.

Put me on a soapbox and I will shout,

"Martian spies are all about!"


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