The pack gets their rest <br />Yes, the school buses wake before dawn <br />And the eldest of these wolves <br />Unwillingly participates <br />While there is some sort of fight <br />Whether to be forgotten in the junk yard <br />Or full with your children <br />Yeah that big ol’ monster <br />Would out eat Kobayashi with great ease <br />Devouring kids whole <br />At the bus stop traps <br />That those idiot kids <br />Return to again and again <br />“Those idiot kids! ” <br />Until they sit shoulder to shoulder <br />And the great giant wolves are stuffed <br />To their emergency exit <br />And the great giant wolves are exhausted <br />From running around the town <br />Devouring kids whole <br />So all the wolves in the pack <br />Digest their breakfast <br />And dump their load <br />At the closest s**t hole <br />They all return to the grounds <br />With heavy hearts and guilty consciences <br />“Let’s do something good for those idiot kids! ” <br />“Yeah! ” <br />“Yeah! ” <br />“Damn it.” says the old wolf <br />So those deceiving monsters <br />Carry the children away <br />in stiff seats <br />they are cramped <br />And happy <br />And scared <br />Jumping up and down. Screaming <br />Those monsters are nothing to be trusted <br />Because kids while your headed home <br />They’ve forgotten all about their good deed <br />And tasted each and every one of you <br />And cannot resist you in the morning <br />“Well here we are kids, see you tomorrow, <br />Same time, same place. Don’t be late.”<br /><br />Dan Walters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stop-traffic-get-the-feast-started/
