Hitting a Snag
His head hit a snag in the wire
It ripped off and spit obnoxious fire
Into what it would dare
Try to surround
But why?
Hadn’t the fire met the ice
And they had enough
Of each other
Without a fence to propel
Through a lively doomsday farce?
The fire decided the ice was crap
It chased lotsa frozen water around
In a circle until it crashed, from being too hot
The ice turned into a volcano mutant butterfly,
And spread its larvae around in
The young family’s backyard
Not knowing where to go, they realized
This is NOT GOOD
The family knew they would get eaten by
The larvae as their FIRST newborn meals
They did not want butterfly babies
To get super strong off of their precious meat
The idea came to them with no thinking
Needed beforehand
They would eat the larvae and spit
The chewed up pieces
Into the ground below
That way larvae couldn’t re-grow
From the magical force-field
That fed off their life energy
Below
Oh, wit
The newborns couldn’t cry
It would be no fair if they couldn’t see
Their very first man-made street
A street with the action upon it,
That in turn
Would let them realize
Their own life
Could be useless-
Or apparent-
To only their heart and souls
A car knows no bounds
In becoming an
Innocent killing machine
They would need to act fast
VROOM VROOM
One of them was crushed and decimated
VROOM VROOM
The family was trying to protect the larvae
From their own doom
VROOM VROOM
The family had to open their mouths wide
To bite the dust
VROOM VROOM
Larvae were screaming
Like loose steam
Their sounds echoed into the air
Like a metal frying pan,
Reflecting sounds
Of hardship and strife
The innocent ramming machines
Continued on
With their lives of ignorance
Until they were demolished and broken down
Into seizuring red, orange crabs