
Derham’s Wry Doomsday
Filled with uranium,
Bright as geranium,
Derham constructs a big bomb.
Using his cranium,
Such a big brainium,
Studying conflict in Guam.
Polished titanium,
Mixed with germanium,
All of the casing quite strong.
Seizing the daynium,
No more to saynium,
Hope disappears and is gone.
Derham is miffedium,
Feeling quite stiffedium,
Fuck you all, fuckers, I’ve won!
Flying abovenium,
Hatred not lovenium,
Derham kills Hobart quite dead.
Feeling no guiltium,
Taking his quiltium,
Derham fucks off to his bed.
ADL