Why does he just stare at me
As I’m driving, silently
Watching oh so creepily
Licking chops so hungrily
Does he think of eating me?
Does he want his bowl to be
Filled with water, does he see
How his gaze drives me crazy?
I must breathe, I think I’m free
Surely he is not hungry
For my flesh and bones, I think
He just likes to look at me
Phew I’m calm, finally
I’ll just turn and drive, as we
Wait…whats this you’re doing, B?
NO! Oh my God, someone help me!!
How the World Should Work 