The Land of Rhyme

It's looking bad in fact quite bleak

Our world is going down in flames

Such a mess and we're still in it

Now acting out the final frames

It's looking grim in fact quite sad

Our universe is nearly broke

Such a jam we're growing old in

But now at least we get the joke

It's looking up in fact quite bright

Our earth is giving us more time

Such a gift and glad to know it

Now basking in the land of rhyme