Daybreak
There once were two men,
Weasel and Shark,
Wearing slashes through metal,
A criminal's mark,
Weasel was sly,
Ever so deceptive,
Cold and distant,
But highly perceptive,
Shark was violent,
Obvious and loud,
Brutishly strong,
Haughty and proud,
Partners in crime,
Members of Daybreak,
A criminal organization,
With a base in a lake,
Clay and Puppet,
Members too,
Off to battle,
Merrily flew,
But battle was hard,
And, burned with scorn,
Puppet fell,
And Pumpkin was born,
But Pumpkin was evil,
He didn't mean well,
And his plot succeeded,
And poor Weasel fell,
As for Weasel and Shark,
They had a good run,
But Weasel had fallen,
And then there was one.
A/N- Inspired by Ten Little Indians. Thanks for reading, please review.