01-01-2012, 03:14 PM
(12-31-2011, 07:24 PM)Erthona Wrote: See him hopping there on the floor,
a cartoonish little insect, nothing more.
With five minutes remaining,
Grannies big boots come raining
c-r-u-n-c-h u-n-c-h c-r-a-c-a-o-c-h
down!
I guess star wishes just got ground
into used pixie dust
iron to rust and
15 minuets of fame has just
been downsized to ten,
even for beloved Disney characters,
such as crickets and king’s men,
who are in charge of picking up the pieces!
Disclaimer: No actual crickets were harmed in the making of this poem!
Such an undignified demise!
Oh what a wicket web we weave!