There Was a Caterer
there was a caterer
hardly loved she was
flowers she harvested
and seeds of sorts too
stems of things as seeds
she picked and put in pans
to cook and satisfy her ego
soon famine built a nest
so special, so durable it was
humans, animals, plants
wept and cursed the life
as the land was devastated
to primitive life of agony
but the caterer laughed heartly
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