Thin Skinned Snacks

“Fish we are hunting and fish we will find, I'm not going to leave here with only fish in my mind! Look at my hands, with these I will catch, strong as a monkey my fingers will latch.” So they teased each other completely unaware, of the match set in motion by the nature they shared. “Do you feel the air growing ever more dense? Right for disaster this piercing suspense.” And so in a second the sun hid it’s face (bloody the moon with all of it’s grace). “That wasn’t a stone, that’s the head of a crock! And that isn’t a mountain that’s a… giant… living… rock?” For things that are “hidden” we just don’t care to see and by the time they had seen it... well… they might as well plea.