Once upon an evil land,
Stood a hawk and his clan,
His father was the night,
And his mother was the sun,
That's why he was dumb,
And extremely impolite,
His son was a pig,
And was very big,
Horizontally and vertically,
Witch was part of why he was so silly,
Of course, he was a piggy!
In the evil land lay an evil law,
Birds couldn't poop on humans,
When the birds heard it,
They nearly lost there jaw,
And the humans ate muffins.
The hawk screamed injustice,
Injustice it was,
Because the humans feared the menace,
Of the acid rains,
Caused by pigeons that wanted there fries.
So they made law 102,
The law that stopped flying projectiles!
The law that saved million of open mouths!
The law that changed bird kind!
The law that made humans sad
Yes that is true,
All the humans felt blue,
When they remembered that birds had the utility,
Of taking over a country,
With out hurting anybody.
So they ate there muffins,
Will reading my poem again and again,
While wondering,
Why did the beginning start by
Once upon an evil land,
Stood a hawk and his clan
