Puerile Putin
I hate everybody
Gonna burn the house down
But where will you live
The land is scorched
The water is poison
The seas are dead
All the plants are dead
You destroyed the seed bank in your anger
Yes your state church supports you
Because you pay him
You pray with him every day
In your bunker 1000 metres under the ground
Maybe in 20 years it will be safe to re-emerge
The Nuclear Winter over
MORON
All your Playstations
Can replace
The Green Green Grass of England
Or any other nation
Mushroom clouds on the Horizon
You cannot eat mushrooms with eggs and bacon
As all the animals were quick fried
And not by KFC
But by a Moron called PUTIN
Nuclear war may be better than sex
For you
But everybody will be sterile too
So in a Generation
Nobody will be left
Just a dead glowing Planet
Killed by a Moron called Putin
so the only answer is Prayer
Hindu, Christian and Muslim and any other believers
Because Faith moves mountains
Even the Urals,
that's if they are still there if Putin pushes the button
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