All clear wail the sirens. Sunshine on the waste-land. Old man sitting in the white sand. Think we're in for a big surprise. right between the ey..es. Seemed a good idea. to drop a bomb on the waste-land yeah. Only one man could be seen. and he was old and so serene. Captain sat in his deck chair. and the red light flashed "beware". Pilot felt quite big-time. as the bomb sailed through the air. Well they danced and sang. when the bang went bang. When the lights popped out. and the smoke began to clear. it was positively queer!. "Die" said the General. "cobblers" said the man. So the Pentagon sent a cable. and the Queen a telegram. A-bombs H-bombs even very small ones. ripped apart that sand. 'Til the stench was just revolting!. and the sky a green-ish tan. But the soldier said "Sir. there's a crack in the world". And the figures went "squash". and the bits flew far and wide. How the universe sighed!. When the smoke had blown away. there was nothing left to view. Except a man dear Lord! he look like you. Floating high. up in the sky...