gentlemanly atoms (JUN -21 P.A.)

in brief snippets through a door heard:
E: (as presidential underling #1) we have a problem, sir

we believe the canadiens may want to explode the earth's moon

we can't say with what or why they plan such an act of destruction

but our sources inside the PM's central office are quite sure of it

and this cosmic atrocity's not too far off upon their docket, they are certain

so i bring you this quandary accordingly:

what should be done?

P: they must be stopped

Frank Sinatra: that is unanimous, i would say

a wrench in their plans we'll create

so you say, but what metal might you make it from, this lunar defense mjolnir to resounding thunk 

but we need the action, not just the idea 

this cannot simply be said

it must be done as well

that's the rub, ain't it:

how can we sabotage a thing we ourselves don't know how to create

what's your point

we must beat them to it
we have the tools at our disposal, we gotta figure out how to crack that bad boy

excuse me, mr president?
yes jean
if i may speak plainly
about this plan you're pushing for