A Cave Man Day

A Cave Man Day One day long ago a cave man slept uncomfortably The brutal sun, good for nothing, woke him up abruptly Ants crawled all over his body and began to bite He ate every one of them one by one Using his fingers and his thumbs as utensils There was no name for breakfast at the time Or the creatures who ate his parents Cave man was all alone and had a simple job To find more food and stay alive Fire had just been invented and utilized This miracle he took with him everywhere The other 2 gods were sun and water Fire would be his favorite deity The man was good at picking berries, consuming plants All of this at great peril and certainly by chance They could be poisonous or make him sick All cave men had to do this to survive and take the risk He used rocks and sharp ended sticks to take down pray Skills taught to him by his dad before he died Cave man was short, stout, mean, with green and jagged teeth And made his way through Stone Age foliage He had a bushy beard and scratched it Wondered what he was looking at… What was that?! When he met a woman with long legs and tangled hair She had nice features for a cave girl from that age He took her by the hair and clubbed her on the head Dated, copulated and married on the spot What a lovely wedding day They moved into a cave