The old jaggernaut's dream
Filled brain juice to the brim
Withstand this tale's grim
So no more you'd be trapped by the gleam

Once, spoke a hummingbird, blaring clickity and clackity throbs:
"You shall not prevail better than my voice."
The bird hums with an echo so loud, jollying bold brazen yaps,
Letting the whole forest hear her obnoxious melodies

the sound twinks and twanks, rash and exasperating, so cold yet so bright of flames
Creatures down below wriggled agonizingly, gunking as tipsy topsy
Drowned in a fit of lunacy, chambered dancing alongside the streets
Oh, how dare them,
Unable to keep up with the world's greatest self proclaimed diva?


Like the plague of 1518,
Masses begged for the hummingbird to devour them
Waltzing from the overuse of onomatopoeia
A futile attempt to escape their maddening fate
Tingly pouncy children crying on the side

So they say in unison;
"Please, please just let us leave!"

So devour it is who she dances with, hailing a storm field dangly
Dusk follows after the cold breeze, choking after water and damp wheat
For it is tea time for Her Majesty
Carcasses upon carcasses pile upon the jungle towering neatly
As beauty is to be seen in the eyes of its beholder

Beautiful she is, that hummingbird
The root cause of it all,
the spokesman of the tragedy that befell
Such a shame no left is to clamour
Merry in isolation she stood tall,
Viscosity drained blood on her claws

So beware my child!
Be insane as you may,
yet famish when your time comes,
Don't believe you are more than others
To only bring yourself down along with others