A grasshopper found his brother in the grass,
Roasted, toasted, and burned to a crisp.
he said, 'thought she was a firefly, a dainty lass,
I saw trailing smoke but only a wisp.'
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Didn't expect it to end that way. Which is a surprised and it was a lovely read.
Brilliant write, so much trouble you were in just having fun, those little white demons do so much damage one way or the other. clever poem.
O poor you Juan, how to get your fingers burnt, and disappointed in the process. Very imaginative and amusing write.
Is this akin to when your doing 120 and the cigarette tip falls between your legs. Either way, your gonna get burnt. Great write, made me laugh.