and its all over now baby blue

The end of the world is nigh.
where the hell is my sandwich board.
Its all grubby.
get a chainsaw or some poisonous concoction and make sure you use soap under your armpits when you get up in the morning and before you go to bed.
the little box hedge next door is dying?
and some dood was busy spraying under the eaves with some nostrum.
why not get some unemployed person to sweep it away once a year instead of applyign yet more toxins to a world overburdened already.
oh I forgot.
cant interfere with the poison makers right to make a profit.
that would be communism or some other ism or perjorative.
harrumph.
When I stopped smoking 'they' said everything would taste better well 'they' were wrong.
It all tastes like shit.
somehow even the freshh produce tastes processed.
The tomatoes dont taste like the ones I used to grow on top of the possum carcasses I used to bury in my front garden and the chicken all tastes like chicken sh*t and the carrots glow.
Its all ghastly.
still mustn complain.
think of the fly buys ppoints and stuff I dont need for free.
We used to have chops at least once a week when I was a kid but now two chops is over $6 bucks and the small ones are the most expensive?
Icant see how a family could afford  them now.
anyway.
you cant go back and one just has to go on.
thats all there is to it.