I read a world map which informed at once
With obvious things, I dithered, quite the dunce,
That Pacific, not peaceful, savage dread,
This Atlantic, not assertive, water tread;
Atlantis waged a civil nuclear war
Against its satellite the moon, of yore,
It struck to smithereens, all odds stacked,
Left dusty water crater deep uncracked.
The moon endured a paltry, spin less peace,
Atlantis sank from view on canon cease.
SPADES DIAMONDS CLUBS HEARTS
