You wake up tomorrow morning, and everyone is dead. There are chip crumbs scattered around you, and a movie plays in the background which you don't remember downloading. Do either of these things matter?

There once was a singer of old,
Who then broke away from the fold,
He won’t make you cry,
He won’t say goodbye,
And NOW you have been limerick-rolled.

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