End of the World...

Author's Note: Remember that whole end of the world crisis back in December 2012? Well I wrote and recently found this in my email. Why not publish it? Enjoy!

Twas the night before the end of the world,

And all through the house,

Not a creature was giving any craps,

Not even the mouse.

The rain was pounding

On the roof up ahead,

But no one paid mind,

They had nothing to dread

The children were nestled

All smug in their beds,

While thoughts of still having freaking school tomorrow

Danced in their heads.

With mom in her kerchief

And dad in his cap,

They both settled down

For a (hopefully) peaceful nap.

12 am struck, and my eyes opened wide!

The end of the world!

It was coming!

We all had to hide!

I got out of bed

As quick as a dash,

And tore open the curtains,

Tore down the sash!

And what, to my wondering eyes, would appear?

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Oh...oh dear.

The streets were wet from rain,

The grass and dirt muddy.

A crazy guy walked down the street,

And he was somewhat chubby.

Oddly disappointed, I went back to bed.

For now, like every other sane person,

I had nothing to dread.

The children awoke,

And as they shouted about the end in fright,

I heard mom exclaim,

"It's not over, shut up, and good night!"