to turn cartwheels while
everyone else simply danced
involuntarily to the La
Brea Tar Pits, flung
feces at the tourists
who fled in disgust.
The ground sloths then
rose from the pit
, their beady eyes glowing,
like glowworms in the
{an A, looks like, which would make it five- oh well. }
Blawnox sewer system, exhibiting
a distinct lack of
humor or pattern relationship
, which was hardly surprising.
When the dreaded saber-toothed
children from South Detroit
got off the bus,
all hell broke loose!
The Seven Deadly Sins
were on full display,