It's Only A Pineapple............
We are driving back from the city.
It's dark and spooky.
The road is long,
there's tension thick in the air for me.
Animals are threatining to run out,
in front of us at every twist and turn.
As we are driving,
we come upon a dead porcupine.
My husband doesn't see it in time,
we are forced to hit it.
It's hard and hit's with,
a treacherous thunk!
It frightens me so badly I start to to cry,
the pit of my stomach is churning.
From the back of the car,
I hear a little voice.
It's okay mommy,
it's only a pineapple.
