Spam and jam was what he had for a boost,
He already had Sunny-D today,
Would he want to use his neighbor’s toy noose,
On his intrusive stupid manta ray.
T/he manta ray made his mood so morose,
It drank all of his juice and his soda,
And ate all of his bagels and his toast,
It even laughed at his voice of Yoda.
So he stabbed its silly neck many times,
He hacked its head off with a harpoon gun,
The clock had let off many merry chimes,
Before the deadly dirty deed was done.
The man is now rotting in rank reaches of Hades,
Chilling with all his fish killing maties.
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