‘affle House

Welcome to our awful house

It used to be beautiful

Now we have to fight the ROUS

In this camouflaged chaos

Cockroaches and syrup for dinner

Here, everyone's a winner

We made it through the worst

The fires

The Great Thirst

Now we stay underground to avoid the heat

Even at night, we never show our feet

The heat never dissipates

They wanted to make it great again

They used to praise the end of days

But we’re in them now

Left us to dry on the vine

After their self induced rapture to avoid capture

They hated so many

And loved so few

They never thought it through

Or what we would do after you

After it was all gone

They thought it was just a song

But, oh, no, they were very, very wrong

Sitting here in this dwelling

Constantly smelling

Even after we wash

There is no escaping it

The constant drip

From head to toe

It collects in our tits and the bands around our hip

Heat trapped in everywhere due to greenhouse gasses

Can’t wait to take our shirts off

And air out our…

WAIT!

What is that sound?

A rumbling above ground

Someone come to inspect our ‘AFFLE HOUSE?

How did they find us?

We leave the light off

We haven’t seen the Femans in years

Not since the Hills of Tears

Sitting in silence

To avoid the violence that will come if discovered

Is the door properly covered?

Are we stocked up on the yummies?

Not just things to fill our tummies

But the things that give us a break

From mashed potatoes and quake steak

What is quake steak you may ask

Oh, trust me, you don’t want to know

It tastes good though

Gives you strength

But it’s nothing to show

We make sure to eat it in the dark

It’s something we do as a lark

A little fun

When you’re done

You soak up the juices with your bun

Well, the ones that haven’t dribbled down your chest

On a bad day, it can be the best

Hush, hush now

I hear them in the HOUSE

They’re trying to shoo a ROUS

Those fools

They haven’t got the proper tools

They’re not from ‘round ‘ere

Old Bill whispers

Shhh, shut up and listen

He points up

There’s a hissin

BLAM! BLAM!

The shots rang out

Oh, they be missin

Responded Miss Missy

Amber alert in the corner

Tryna keep her babe from from fussin

BLAM! BLAM! Again

Closer now

You can feel the concussion through the floor

Thank Frank we reinforced the floor

May he bless us all

Forgive our transgressions

We meant no ill-intent

Or to leave a dent on your soul

It’s just this world takes its toll

Sometimes you lash out in ways you don’t mean

CLACK! CLACK! SHHHTTT, CLACK!

They’ve reloaded and racked it again

SCREEEE! SCREEEE!

The ROUS is still loose

Those idiots have no idea what they just alerted

The sound. The sound came roaring through the ground

SCRISH!! SCRISH!! SCRISH!!

Loud panting flooded the underground house

Momma, momma. I’m scared

It will tear us up

Shhh, shhh. It’s not here for us.

Just be quiet my love

It’s here for those above

THUNKA-THUNKA-THUNKA

The ROUSES roared through the tunnel

Then it came

A sound most haunting

But then it was no surprise to the residents of the ‘AFFLE HOUSE

They knew better than to wake the King

The thing that all in the area feared

He only came when there was big trouble

His food was always double

And there was usually no need for him to move

Only when he wanted a fresh taste of the feed

Then it came

The sounds of hell unleashed on those that were paying up on their life lease

CRIISSSHHH!!

REEEHH!!

WHAT IS THAT!!

They screamed

Shining their beams

FIRE!! FIRE!! FIRE!!

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

AHHH!!

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

GRAB HIM!!!

AHHH!!!

The screams used to make your blood boil

But now, they just make you salivate

As you wait

For your next taste of quake steak

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