A beautiful little grasshopper, hop hopped its way across the grass and green until it met something quite obscene,
undettered it hopped up there and waited to see what might pop up, up there.
It sat it waited, it chirped a bit, nothing happened, nothing at all.
So with a leap and a bound away he went leaving behind that ugly old thing.
The grass was sweet and slightly damp he’s had a drink and is on his way to to tell his friends about his day.