A poem.

My friend Sarah who I met at Alicia’s wedding has a writing club. I joined. This is my first contribution to the club.

The challenge was to write about a post-apocalypse world. We were asked to write about the government, the fallout, or whether people were happy or miserable in this world.

this is my entry:

When the lights dimmed and the high rises tumbled
We expected the world to break
But instead it’s really been pretty nice
Since our world was saved by cake.

You see, when order fell into chaos
No one knew what was going on
But the bakers? They compensated
With light fluffy filled chiffons

Nuclear fallout killed billions
Or so the newsmen report
But the bakers resisted radioactivity
with Kransekake and Sachertorte

And now much of the world is restricted
A modern day Fourth Zone
But the people are happy and joyful
overflowing with Panatone.

Now we can’t help but smile in joy
As we walk amongst heaps of debris
For this world is a far better place
With streets paved of Zwetschgendatschi.

2 thoughts on “A poem.

  • 1/21/2008 at 12:07 pm

    You just made me hungry for cake. Thank god it’s almost lunch.


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