The Dave

I walked down a dirt path,
and came upon a rabbit.

The rabbit had no eyes,
only hollows filled with fireflies.

I walked farther into the woods,
and saw a light coming from a
tree ahead of me.

Down fell a zebra that was
very polite. He told me which way was out.

I followed the path that the zebra said,
and came upon a rose bed.

The roses then spoke to me, and said,
"fetch us water, or we will dry out, we hide a
precious thing, no doubt."

I wondered if I should fetch the pail,
or let myself fail.

The roses melted away.

Behind the blackened thorns of
what was, there lay a woman in a wooden burrow.

She wore nothing but a cloak,
and she held a long, thin pipe,
out of which came scarlet smoke.

And behind the scarlet smoke,
I could see her eyes were made of mirrors, and her
tounge was that of a serpent.

The woman spoke, and said
"the roses you let die, now I will
give you what you have killed
for."

I stood there upon the burned
remnants of my slaughtered prey,
as the woman took my hand.

She led me down a diamon encrusted
path, where she replaced my eyes with
tulips.

The boy I gave directions to looked very weary.