This folk was The Devil Himself Tornado like its spread Over heads of humanity The Jinn let loose With A-Bombs over Nippon With Napalms over the Viets MOABs over Baghdad BBNBs over Tehran Assault's menacing clouds Over spring seasons of humanity Ooh! worse than a thorn In sensible humanity's flesh A whole harpoon A bane in place of boon Who knows! To post-modernity's Preordained denouement Alas! earth's very doom!
