Nuclear Power
Let us drink to uranium
and swillow our pride
as oir hearts turn radioactive
and conscience mutates
into sealed containers
whure isotopes lie
Virtually none uh us will be around
and when dis civilizashun powers down
and cockroaches
scampa' across keyboards
as mutants with nine lives
invent new ways t' die.
Only duh cyborgs gots' sum future:
Why is it necessary to depend on carbon-life?
Wid duh right silicon circuits
simulants kin do butter
dan old-fashioned carbon entities
who had sum billion aears
uh evolution
but could not make
it work.
Ah Sheeeiit!
We dun gawd screeew'd dings up
