Fuzzy 2001

Fuzzy's poem of 2001



Rockwell had the Beast by the horns
Kyle was wary of its thrashing
It may start a fire screamed Eric
Not if I can help it said Rockwell Calmly
A flicker Rose on Kyles leg
Get it off! Get off it!
But it was too late
Kyle is Butta Cinder
Like a Frozen stick of Char
It was the Chafe screamed Eric
Look out! Its on you now
Rockwell Lept into the Spittoon
And Doused himself of Evil
His skin began to hang
OH NO! The spit was from a Zoo
That's right the beast Grunted
For now you are mine
Rockwell Stamped his Feet in the Mud
And the Beast was Swallowed up
Below the Mud the Faint Gurgling could be Herd
You are a Fool My Child
For i Often Buro and you Cannot Stand
4 Rotten Limbs Grasped Rockwell on the Ankles
We Never Die. We Never Try. We Never Give in.
You are ONE OF US. Accept IT NOW!
How can i for you Repulse.
Then you shall Die as we Do.
INTO THE DARK! and the Earth Swept him up.