Nuclear Home

On the floor sits a boy, content with his toy.

When his sister comes along, happily singing a song,

She snatches the toy right up.

"This is mine to play with now, you fat, old, stupid cow!"

Says the girl so mean, which makes her brother scream,

And he hits his sister. WHUP!

Their mother hears the fight, and it gives her quite a fright,

So she storms into the room, bringing along a wooden spoon,

And asks "What's going on in here?"

"Sister took my toy!" "Brother hit me, horrid boy!"

"STOP!" yells mother, "You mustn't fight with brother!"

And she beats them both, spreading fear.

Around they go, with loathing in tow

Fighting each other, sister, mother, brother.

Wounds on both out and inside.

When father returns, oh, how his wrath burns,

He curses and beats them all, and because of his gall,

All three of those fighters then die.

Father, left all alone, soon wastes his home.

He drinks and he sleeps, most bitterly he weeps,

Until, he too, shall die.