A/N- In Humanities, we read "The Rape of the Lock" by Pope, and our assignment was to write an epic satire on an overblown occasion. It could be on News, or from our lives, whatever. I decided to write one on the trial where a burglar tripped over some toys. We did not have to rhyme it, but I felt like it because I saw a rhyming play last night(excellent play, by the way). So don't mind my rhyming skills. So, off to it...
Disclaimer- Do I need one? This is my epic satire. It was not based on a copyrighted work, but it is not original. Loophole! Ha!
The Legos of Death
Cantos 1-3
Canto 1
Hear me, my muse of old
don't let this tale be untold.
Let me be inspired to write
the story of a burglar who was too uptight.
Canto 2
When it was time for bed
two children fled.
They were a trying pair
Neither here, nor there.
And they sat down to play
with some legos, which were grey.
They threw them about
gave a shout!
Somehow they got some exercise
But they did not know it would be their demise.
"It's time for bed!"
their mother said.
But they did protest;
for going to bed they would detest.
The children screamed a storm
Which was the norm
for those two kids
wouldn't want to do as their mother bids.
The mother sighed,
the children cried
as she took them up.
She didn't have enough patience to fill an egg-cup.
But the woman forgot
about the legos left to rot
on the floor, right in the way
their colour an ominous grey.
Canto 3
The legos of grey
were waiting for prey!
Their biggest wish
was for some poor fish
to step on them
which would condemn
the person to a broken limb.
It was horribly grim.
They were wistful
for just a fistful
of pain and a snap.
The light is off; what is set? A trap!
A/N- Oooooo, scary. *snort*