Carnage

CARNAGE

It’s 2 o’clock in the afternoon,

The sun is blazing bright

The grass stalks are waving in the wind

I think “ What a lovely sight!”

The crickets chirp quite loudly

Under the warming sun

It’s a lazy Saturday afternoon

But now the peace is done.

We hear some footsteps, very loud

Crossing the garden ground

Opening the garden shed

And then looking around.

We hear the whir of machine blades,

The rolling of some wheels

Our time is quickly running out

Run, before our life it steals!

Our life is on the line now

Our chances looking dim

Heads or tails? We wonder,

Life or death? It’s on the rim!

The blades are coming closer,

Chances looking low

As I run, I’m caught inside,

Into the blades I fin’lly go.

Goodbye, sweet world, I think

SQUISH!

PS These are the last words of a Mr. Grasshopper just before he got sucked into a lawnmower.