Microfibre jocks survive,
After humanity is gone,
Plastics shall linger on,
Even when no humans alive….
Bombs above do dive,
Was our peace almighty con?
Microfibre jocks survive,
After humanity is gone…..
Plastic bags, nappies do thrive.
People do dying swan,
Created that first cyclotron,
Humans do hostile jive.
Microfibre jocks survive….