Nihlists? Nihlists! Nihlists... Poem by Lazarus Knix

The reason why I write this-
Is because I’m now a nihilist.
If you dislike the rhyme-verse,
I don’t mind the mildest.

In fact, I was reminded,
To remember I’m a nihilist,
Because I read the fine print-
In a nihilist digest.

Don’t try to subscribe-
Only one’s been contrived.
‘Twas written by a guy,
Whose chicken choked-
And died.

So he decided to (In chickens honor) -
Open up a nihilist zoo.
And all the monkeys would ever do,
Is demean the art of flinging poo,
And hyenas only went Boo Hoo! , ,
And the llamas spat, but wouldn’t chew!
The cows weren’t in the mood to moo,
So the zoo’s roof soon fell through,
But nobody even ever knew-
(As it was open just from one too two)

So the guys decided-
(because they are such nihilists)
They simply would refuse that,
Their zoo’s a pile of garbage,
And quickly got to publishing-
A digest of denials.

So they wrote, wrote, wrote,
And suspended nihilism,
To lift the blame from them.
And, after then-
Went back to being nihilists again.