Might be a good idea - actually it would,
To stock up on lighter and plenty of wood;
With our thoughts distracted
From what lies up ahead,
A scattering has already - but all should!
For right away upon a day's early night,
A Putin blast high above starts his 'over there' fight.
For us the usual is ended,
Nothing we do can mend it,
'Cause even at mid-day there'll be no electrical light!
Because of a war Satan has chosen to wage,
Grocery store shelves will submit to pillage,
Even Cops will join the fray,
They'll get their share and not pay.
Command and obedience won't quell the rampage!
Eventually, outside your front door a starved dude
Asks for bread or any kind of food.
But that'll be just a plot,
He'll take anything you got;
First your life, then everything else, with gratitude!
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I would like to translate this poem