Pierre Rotinelli

Fattening cake and unusual happenings.

 

Pierre Rotinelli,
He fell down the hill.
And if I must tell you,
It wasn't at will.
 
A snooty girl pushed him,
As she was full with envy,
Of Pierre’s tiny figure,
which wasn’t as heavy.
 
So she heaved and she pushed,
And she kicked and she toiled.
And with these grave actions,
Pierre's mood 'came quite spoiled.
 
Then he loosened his legs.
His form came to waver.
This relaxing of muscles,
Did that girl quite a favor.
 
She pushed one more time,
And Pierre took the glad tumble.
For that snooty's girl's stomach,
Had began a crude rumble.
 
He spilled down the hill,
Oh, that girl was quite proud.
But right about now,
Her stomach grew loud.

 
The ground soon did shake,
An unusual happening.
So she pulled out a cake,
who's nutrition was fattening.
 

So quick she did stuff it,
Past lips chapped and red.
And with one single mishap,
She fell over dead.

Author's Note

it's been unfinished for over 2 years. I kindof just added the last little piece on there and I hope it ends well.

Reviews

[TLK]

"who's nutrition was fattening" is a bit of an odd sentence and a clumsy half-rhyme. Finally, the apostrophe is not necessary.