"Suffercation"

Have you heard the song Suffercation, no breathing?
Or felt the awful sensation of dry heaving?
Maybe you've felt a shortage of breath
Or maybe you feel like you've met your death
All these are present when you have a stalker
Unless its someone like Gaylord Focker
But if its not, beware run away!
For once they get there they usually stay!
And if you acknowledge them they'll stay all the time
But they're good for one thing
they're helping me rhyme!
So next time you feel this shortage of air
Just remember if you live they'll always be there.
-Chelsea Anne Ream

Fluffy Bunny

Wrapping round and round
Twirls and curls on the ground
A rope of fluff, black and gold
This ball of fur is kindly bold
Twisting, turning, very wild
Showing that it is not mild
Ready to strike, teeth shining white
A heavy meal in the middle of the night
Wide eyes and exteneded claws
This predator has no flaws
Catches its prey and starts to play ball
Then crunches, munches and eats it all
The remains left at a lonely door
The Great White Hunter is hungry no more.