Guest Post - Nigel the Blackpool Bard

This weekend we're beyond fortunate in having a contribution from local writer and legend, Nigel the Blackpool Bard

The End of the World - by Nigel The Blackpool Bard

It's all going to stop

The turning of this globe

One day it'll go pop

And we'll all have no home

The food will all be gone

No oil, gas or fire

Engulfed by a dying sun

A mass population funeral Pyre

But life will prevail

Out amongst the stars

The strongest will survive

Safe in the giant spacecraft

All the rich business types

All the top bankers

All of those with regal birth rights

All the political wankers

Will file on two by two

To the massive rocket arch

Laughing at the meek and the fool

Who failed to leave their mark

And off they'll shoot up into the distance

Never to return what they sold

Those left behind will sing and dance

Because we lied about the end of the world