The End Poem by dymon sidebottom
The End
He says its here.
The end is near.
No time for dear friends.
The end is near.
NO time for being teens or hanging with friends.
He says its time for training.
He says its here.
The end is near.
No time for dear ones.
Its here!
The end!
Its time!
Its near!
No more laughing.
The end is near.
The end will be here.
He says we've got a few more years before near is here.
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