There was a canary in my rib cage.
Golden, splendorous feathers
crested from its chest and wings.
It sang, "I'll soar! I'll soar!"
T'would often fly away
to enjoy the fair weather,
enjoying the warmth the sun brings.
Something lovely to adore.
Though, on one fine day,
it flew too close to the Nether--
home to such horrid things.
For my canary, what lay in store?
Under black skies, its golden rays
found hellions at the end of their tethers.
Amongst them, came a crow, beckoning,
"Canary--come here, I implore!"
So, my canary flew its way,
eager to see thing thing never
before seen, so welcoming!
Another bird, it had never seen before!
"Hello, friend--how are you today?"
Asked my canary, to the maligned member.
*"I won't lie. I'm a tad unhinged.
Won't you show me your home's door?"
"Yes! From this place we'll stray!
I hope its traces you won't remember.
Let this Hell no longer infringe!"*
Ti my rib cage went to scour.
They found its cage before late,
but when the crow saw such splendor,
it made shedding its persona a cinch.
My canary was pecked to death before an hour.
So now, there's a crow in my rib cage.
The Hell in its soul makes me tremble,
its tactless talons make me flinch,
and my canary it devours.
Yeah, some of the rhymes were a real stretch... I debated putting this up. Not as great as I wanted it to turn our. Just a different concept, I guess.