The Fuckit Slump

Oil’s running low at the pump,

Not due to some interim hump;

We’re ready to quit

‘Cause we don’t give a shit,

And we enter the Fuckit Slump.

Starvation hits, nobody’s plump,

Global warming beats on our rump;

When it doesn’t mean squat

That it’s getting too hot,

We’re into the Fuckit Slump.

Air wafts by a nuclear dump,

We inhale a plutonium lump;

Fresh air provides

Radionuclides

To go with the Fuckit Slump.

It’s all of us, you’re not a chump,

The boiling frog still doesn’t jump;

Let’s be succinct:

We’re going extinct,

So we’re doing the Fuckit Slump.

H/T: comrade simba, Lexicographer of Doom