Doomsday Prepper

He’s just J.J with a beard,

He don’t think he’s weird.

Plan, prepare and prep some more,

J.J. the Prepper knows the score.

He don’t follow any rules,

Those who do are the fools.

When chaos comes, he has a plan,

No matter what should hit the fan.

The end might come any day,

Social strife could come into play.

All he sees is gloom and doom,

Stores tons of food in every room.

Built a shelter in the woods,

Filled it with survival goods.

Put his savings all in gold,

Though its worth was oversold.

Bought a gas mask and a gun,

He’s afraid of everyone.

He’ll tell you that preppin’s practical,

But set him off and he’ll go tactical.

If Mother Nature comes to call,

He will hide behind his wall.

If someone should ring his bell,

He will blow them straight to hell.

He don’t trust in anything,

‘cuz he’s afraid of everything,

A wise man told him hold your fire,

You seem to be a bit haywire.

All that mayhem won’t destroy ya’,

It will be your own paranoia.

LDT September 16, ‘23

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