Joe and Jill,
and their three children,
Biff, Mary and Skip,
are survivalists.
they've dug an enormous
shelter under ground
with a steel door,
and have stocked it with
ten years worth of non
perishable food.
they all wear camouflage
clothing, with canteens
strapped to their
belts, and bandoleros
of bullets
across their chests.
from my window
i can see that
each is very adept at handling
barbed wire
and archery.
they're very quiet, but
nice, waving to me each
morning as they raise
the American flag,
and say the pledge of allegiance
when the sun comes up.
i'm thinking about making
them a cake today,
and introducing myself,
becoming one of their friends.
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