Jim
Blimey! I...I suppose...that was it

Hilda
Wasn't it light?

Jim
Yea, terrific
You...you get terrific light with those bombs
Listen! A dog!

Hilda
What does the fallout look like, dear?

Jim
I don't know. The government director neglects
to mention what it would look like
Why, I expect it would look a bit
like snow does, only gray
Very quiet in there
I expect they're all are having a good
lie-in after the bombing

Hilda
Terrible smell of burning

Jim
Well, yes
Well there's bound to be
That's logical

Hilda
It's like...roast meat

Jim
Yes, suppose it does
I expect everybody will be having their
Sunday dinner a bit early this week
due to the unexpected circumstances
A cloud coming up
Looks like rain
We'll be alright for water now for a while, my dear

Hilda
Do you think rainwater is alright to drink?

Jim
Well, yes, of course it is
There's nothing purer than rainwater, is there?
Everybody knows that

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