I stood in the rain today
And waited for the bus
Instead of getting a ride
The curiosity was getting the best of me
I wondered if you would show up
Even though it was a whole week since
On my way back home
I saw you
Or, rather, you saw me
And our eyes met
And I smiled and you smiled back
And when I got off of the bus you waved
And I waved back
Hopefully that wasn't a wave goodbye
Because I never caught your name
Or had the chance to throw mine
You seemed like a really cool guy
And I liked your hat.

I wasn't sure what to make
of this intergalactic space war.
With flying soldiers in old tobacco tins
and bullets made out of fingers.
I took it upon myself, I suppose
to conscript to this chaos,
upon the fluffy terrain.
Some sort of tyrannous Tyrannosaurus,
with a purple top hat
had taken over the bunk bed fort.

I'd made up my mind.
The only thing for it was a straight "Neeeeee-owwwwwwww"
into the back of the villainous lizard.

My comrade in arms however,
felt I wasn't quite suited for this rampant combat.
Although, his reason I didn't quite agree with;

"You're doing it wrong" he said, rather patronisingly.

I guess my little cousin is less of the kamikaze type and more of the tactical warfare nature.