By: Ima Ryma

Ima Ryma — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 08:27:31 +0000

Back in the ’60s my Dad built
A bomb shelter in the basement,
To protect us all to the hilt
From a red commie nuke event.
He showed it to us once when done,
And then he did padlock the door.
Dad kept the key – the only one,
And life went on just like before.
At times we could not find my Dad.
We knew he was somewhere at home.
Later we found out his fav pad -
The bomb shelter was where he’d roam.

That’s where my Dad would disappear
To read porn mags and to drink beer.

By: Don Dugger

Don Dugger — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 01:27:36 +0000

And if you had a shelter, stocked with supplies, and your neighbor did not, when he came pounding on your shelter door, you’d have to kill him to protect your own supplies. Who’d want to do that?

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