I feel
like
a grasshopper
in a jar,
running into walls
I can't see.
Nothing to do
but plot my escape.
There comes the little boy
with his firecrackers
and rubberbands of death.
I watched my friend
have his legs pulled off
one
by
one
by that
giant demon child.
Well,
I'm not
going down like that!!!
I hear
the grating
of metal on glass
as a giant hand
twists the lid off.
*SCREE*
one twist
*SCREE*
two twists
*SCREE*
three twists.
one...........
two...........
three.........
JUMP!!!!!!!!!!
Freedom at last!
Oh,
hello fluffy cat
Hey!!!!
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