By Destiny A. Johnson
Don’t feed me lies
I am such so small
I cannot even fly yet
Who is here
To tell me wrong from right
Mama not here yet
Yet I am so hungry
Waiting patiently for momma
Oh!
I see food
But where’s mama
To feed me
The food is flying up and down
Is it real?
Oh!
I am so hungry
Where’s momma
oh well
I’m going in for the kill
“Chomp!”
Oh no!
Momma, momma help!
THE VIRGINIA NORMAL 