words:
"rollie pollie"
'the dead sea"
"dark side of the moon"
"corn on the cobb"

The world has gone mad

A rollie pollie
eats his way out
of corn on the cob
sitting on my plate,
notices me, noticing him
and rolls into a ball
to play dead.

It's okay little guy,
I know you think
I'm going to bring
out the magnifying glass
and burn you with the sun,
send you to the dead sea
of rollie pollie souls.

You've watched your relatives
die a slow death that way.

But not today, my friend.
I'm lazy, and can't remember
where I left the magnifying glass.
Dark side of the moon has me
mesmerized, and I'm feeling generous.

Besides, I bet your shell
will make a nice crunching sound
when I bite into you instead.