The Great Event

It's going to happen very soon

The great event, which will end the horror

Which will end the sorrow

Next Tuesday when the sun goes down

I will play the Moonlight Sonata backwards

This will reverse the effects of the world's mad plunge

Into suffering, for the last 200 million years

What a lovely night that will be

What a sigh of relief

As the senile robins

Become bright red again

And the retired nightingales

Pick up their dusty tails

And assert the Majesty of Creation