Everyday you sit and watch,
all the little fish swim past your rock,
One day I set a trap,
Right on top of your doormat,
and as you trip the trigger,
you squirm with vigor,
I bring you home and plop you in a pot,
you turn a bright red,
and now that your dead,
I eat your tail,
until you're nothing but shells and scales.
Dark misty air,
The smell of decay haunts me
Putrid but pretty
The air is dry, cool
A crisp breeze sweeps me away
Yellow leaves crunch
A big black bug wizzes past me
Trees cold, bare
A big blue pool, a deep forest covered in salt.
The lay creatures that have never seen the light of day.
The birds breathe water and glide through the waves as the wind in their fins.
The wolves lay eggs and watch over their dens with sharp teeth and fearsome leers.
The sunlight trickles past the surface of the waves, as does the sun beam down past the trees to filter light into the forest.
The moon casts a ray of light across the water's surface, illuminating the dark entities that reveal themselves during the night.
Stories of that lurk deep into the unknown plague our thoughts of this place, as do thoughts of ape based monsters the hide just out of sight haunt more Familiar places...
Oh how I love sweet treats!
They come in fun colors and are packages up all neat
there are chocolates and gummies and Good & Plentys to eat!
But I hate it when they cover your teeth in a slime the color of wheat
and when they burn holes in your mouth and eat down to the meat
I've never really found that part very sweet.
Your so mean
Your heart is spoiled and green
You never make amends
All you do is scream
You teach others to be rotten
Their hearts as soft as cotton
You take them under your wing
Until all their love is forgotten