With the sound of trumpets, The Rapture arrives.
Unexpectedly, though, the trumpets sound disappointingly like muzak.
The Rapture arrives, on a Tuesday morning, to the sound of a Herb Alpert knock-off band.
Righteous people are vacuumed up into the sky from wherever they stand, but
Unfortunately, some are not vacuumed powerfully enough, and come back down,
Leaving messes for the wicked,
Who didn't like them anyway,
To clean up.
The Rapture comes, right in the middle of Maury Povich.
Unhappily, some of the righteous are not vacuumed up in their entirety,
Leaving behind an arm or a leg or someone's head.
Someone's head says that it feels certain this must be God's plan for it.
Unavoidably, whatever else it said is indistinguishable when some of the wicked begin using it for a soccer ball.
On the whole, say reviewers later,
--and one must remember that these reviewers are wicked--
The Rapture does not live up to its hype.
Everybody goes back to work, or school, or to doing nothing,
And waits for Armageddon.
(Teaser clips available