End of Days, II

It’s really quite amusing, that an end
Entirely befitting politicians
Tired of Barack and his munitions
Happens on the 21st, amending
All the other prophecies, alas,
That gave a bad scenario today – 
That Snooki had a baby, or the way
A body with a far and greater mass
That’s passing in the heavens would align
The gravities to riddle Earth with holes,
Or something scientificish.  The roles
Of certain doom and politics assign
To John the part of Satan; in his stead,
The very earth itself will soon be dead.

Or so it may appear in Drudge’s head.