LONG NIGHT OF NAUGHT
As any nattering nabob of nihilism should know:
The awesome Naught is nie
The lawless Nothing is near
Nothing that you can do, except to die, my dear
All the overpriced, ill-gotten material goods that you bought
All the wishful-thinking, self-serving, phony answers that you sought
All the preachy, hate-laced, better-than-you moral lessons that you taught
All the crimes that you committed, but never got caught
All the bloody, savage-beast, nauseating wars that you fought
All the petty little peeves, over which you were so distraught
All the obsessive, vile passions that were so over-wrought
All for Naught
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