I sift through rubble
In a nuclear bubble
Air filter leaking
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Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
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"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
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You went for, probably, one of the most destructive, devastating outcome. I am clutching the air for my life. But that will bring no relief. One breath, and we are all deleted from the upright position. This is terrifying. Outstanding work, Andrew 🤗❤️🖤
Such a vivid snapshot of survival. ☢️
Uh oh, scary situation for sure, Andrew. 🎃🙂
That's a terrible situation to be in. Loved your poem!
That would do it for sure. Nice one
Yikes, Andrew! That would surely be a disaster. But I hope humans are aware of the things they do...or such a consequence is a likely reality!