The Apocalypti

Living like a hermit in my misery stewin’,
Waiting on a vaccine might not even be comin’,

Nelson Mandela living trying not to go crazy,
Tending my plants try’na get me some greenery!

Stabbing my baked potato like I’m subverting the monarchy,
Living the retro cos…F**K YOU to technology,

Afraid to go out, it’s the societal crackdown,
Confined to my room I just wanna break
s**t
down!


I’ll be honest…I wrote the whole poem around the line “Stabbing my baked potato like I’m subverting the monarchy”, because I really just wanted an excuse to use that 🀣.

πŸŒͺ

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