"Look before you cross the street,"
Mother said,
"or you'll get run over
by a speeding semi
and your body will become flat.
No paramedic will be able to scrap
your body off the ground.
Only raccoon's claws can
remove your body.
A perfect road pizza.
They'll drag your flat corpse
to their homes,
fry you up,
using the bread that they
got from the garbage as toppings
and eat you for dinner.
Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 10:05 PM UTC
"Look before you cross the street,"
Mother said,
"or you'll get run over
by a speeding semi
and your body will become flat.
No paramedic will be able to scrap
your body off the ground.
Only raccoon's claws can
remove your body.
A perfect road pizza.
They'll drag your flat corpse
to their homes,
fry you up,
using the bread that they
got from the garbage as toppings
and eat you for dinner.
Request permission to use this poem