The water babies chuckle to themselves
knowing the floods will soon come
the still ponds they float now upon
will disappear as their domain explodes
They grab their tiny swords they have hidden
tied to water lily storks surrounded by broad leaves
jumping out of their watery homes
they grab a frog or two and start cooking them
Yet these frogs are not for eating
oh no it's just the poison they want
when they start to bubble and squeak
they will dip their swords in it's poisonous goo
These nasty little creatures
start singing to Neptune
bring your waters fast
come and flood the world
Never trust water babies
By Christos Andreaas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 4:25 PM UTC
The water babies chuckle to themselves
knowing the floods will soon come
the still ponds they float now upon
will disappear as their domain explodes
They grab their tiny swords they have hidden
tied to water lily storks surrounded by broad leaves
jumping out of their watery homes
they grab a frog or two and start cooking them
Yet these frogs are not for eating
oh no it's just the poison they want
when they start to bubble and squeak
they will dip their swords in it's poisonous goo
These nasty little creatures
start singing to Neptune
bring your waters fast
come and flood the world
Never trust water babies
By Christos Andreaas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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