Don’t I at least have a say
in what we’re having for dinner?
I know, I know.
The world is ending
in a few hours,
but at least I won’t be starving—
am I right?
Oh, doesn’t matter anymore
if there’s cheese, or nuts,
or if it’s too sweet.
We’re all going to die anyway—
can’t we, for a few moments more,
enjoy living?
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