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give up, hang up
after Bob Marley
if all the ice melts
and they say it will
well not all but
anthems go under
everyone swims
or maybe eventually
it could take a while
but who knows
it is melting though
and
if the ice melts
it’s an ill wind…
tide floats all boats and so forth
wise to build
this climate thing was always over our heads
people kept saying ‘literally’
when they couldn’t really mean it
now here they all come floating our way
bedraggled, the plank hangers
an outsourced call centre
last scraps of flag to keep off the sun
if the ice melts
and it’s melting right now
then ocean will be more of a thing
blind greed did it
will have done
Cassandra is a lovely name
anyone seems crazed when too full up with the truth
the kids will ask
what did you do daddy mummy?
some of us were still waiting to find out
to be put through
it will be like a truth foretold
just where we are
though you wouldn’t know the place
you might not even notice
if all this should come to pass
we’ll still be on hold
this muzak goes on forever
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