Very Poetry #2

Cousin Seth

There once was an orphan who cried,
because both his parents died.
They O.D'd on meth with their cousin Seth,
while they were all out on a ride.

The Sheep On The Train

There once was a sheep on a train,
who almost slipped down the drain.
Nobody knew not even the crew,
as the passengers died in the rain.

The Campfire

There once was a campfire at night,
but something felt not quite right.
As smoke tendrils rose up the owls nose,
the forest got a bit too bright.

The Man Who Was Good (sometimes)

I once met a man who was good,
but sometimes he wore a white hood.
He went to the backs of houses owned by blacks,
burning crosses he made out of wood.