It was warm summer's morn' in Kawai one day as the seagulls over azure waters did play,
A creature walked the beach enjoying the sea, a small yellow being from a far galaxy.
625 was out wandering taking in the sweet air with his mind at clam peace and nary a care,
When a scent caught his nose and shook him from his head to his feet.
It was a wonderful aroma of something to eat.
He ran swift down the beach with sunlit fur all aglow, he was hot on the trail and never did slow.
Rounding a corner he stopped dead in his tracks for what he now saw,
Would make Gantu jump out of his slacks.
The pastrami it shimmered and lettuce so fresh, fish, tomato and onions and the finest relish,
With a golden brown bun that blazed against the blue tropic sky 625 almost fainted.
It was a sub 50 feet high.
His tummy it grumbled, eyes shone in delight and his mouth how it watered,
It was love at first sight.
Hot mustard that packed more punch than his cousin 627, 625 rubbed his eyes.
It was a sandwich from Heaven.
The alien looked around turning left and next right then rushing in at mach 5,
Went in for a bite.
But a foot before he got there a familiar voice spoke, a flash of white lightning
And then he awoke.
As a sickening feeling rose up in his gut when he saw where his teeth were, sunk into G's butt.
The island soon shook with a blood curdling scream when 625 realized,
It had been only a dream.
A creature walked the beach enjoying the sea, a small yellow being from a far galaxy.
625 was out wandering taking in the sweet air with his mind at clam peace and nary a care,
When a scent caught his nose and shook him from his head to his feet.
It was a wonderful aroma of something to eat.
He ran swift down the beach with sunlit fur all aglow, he was hot on the trail and never did slow.
Rounding a corner he stopped dead in his tracks for what he now saw,
Would make Gantu jump out of his slacks.
The pastrami it shimmered and lettuce so fresh, fish, tomato and onions and the finest relish,
With a golden brown bun that blazed against the blue tropic sky 625 almost fainted.
It was a sub 50 feet high.
His tummy it grumbled, eyes shone in delight and his mouth how it watered,
It was love at first sight.
Hot mustard that packed more punch than his cousin 627, 625 rubbed his eyes.
It was a sandwich from Heaven.
The alien looked around turning left and next right then rushing in at mach 5,
Went in for a bite.
But a foot before he got there a familiar voice spoke, a flash of white lightning
And then he awoke.
As a sickening feeling rose up in his gut when he saw where his teeth were, sunk into G's butt.
The island soon shook with a blood curdling scream when 625 realized,
It had been only a dream.