Family Sunday

“Have you checked the tent and down at the river? Look at my hands, I’m starting to shiver”. The sand starts to quiver each time they stop: “We better keep looking, worry you not! They should’t be far, I bet they’re just playing” but truth be told, inside they’re both praying. Cause preying the creatures come out of their holes, more than a million of jumpity souls: “Family Sunday, our favorite day! So much to eat, hurray, hurray!”