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Written by Catherin J Pascal Dunk

The house fell down
while I was outside

Then aliens abducted me
but they were kind

Their ship blew up
right after they teleported me back

I landed safely
but in Antarctica

And when I heroically made it to a research base
the door was locked

I finally got inside, losing only three fingers to frostbite
but there was no food or electricity

When a research team arrived five days later
they told me civilisation had been destroyed by nuclear war

They got the heating going
and shared their food

And we sang, to keep our spirits up
though we’d all die soon

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