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.