Boo? Not much to say, I guess.
White, with big showing teeth and tongue.
Laughing often, frowning less,
Blushing and shielding away from the sun.
The red 'stache'd one arrives, as they wait in a box.
He lets the 200 of them out, only for them to mock.
A hammer is swung, a large boo formed.
And afterwards beaten, scrred, bruised and sore.
Green 'stache'd one arrives, as they start their plan,
But a vacuum he has, which he wields with his hands.
The green one saves his brother, his mission is done.
Ending 51 lives that had never begun.
