by Erik Buchanan
There was a crunch! and Earnest kicked the bucket.
They had not meant to cause harm,
They didn’t go out for gold or for silver
They just wanted to go past the berm
To have of just a taste of life; a sliver.
There was a squish! and Liana was pushing up daisies.
They thought it would be fun, to travel through
The woods. They did not expect to see an angel,
But birds and plants, trees, bugs and animals, though
They hoped not in thorns to tangle.
There was a crack! and Sam bought the farm.
They came across a little beast that in a hollow did lie.
They thought to be friendly and feed it a flower bulb,
But it was carnivorous, and brought calamity
When its mother caught them playing with her cub.
There was a squelch! and Eustacia bit the dust.
At noon the earth was red with blood.
By seven o’clock, the sky above was orange,
At eleven the stench of evil was in the wood,
As the creature kept on with goring.
There was a crash! and Herbert went belly up.
They searched for the travellers many a day
They searched many a month
And when they found them, the poor search party
Saw only bloody bits of bone and froth.
Ferdinand died of grief, when he saw Eustacia.