A peom

See the stalking of the dude,

I think he's angry at the aptitude.

He finds it hard to see the chicken,

Overshadowed by the long icann.

Who is that flapping near the chicken?

I think she'd like to eat the vicon.

She is but a lying lady,

Admired as she sits upon an arkady.

Her tiny car is just an ant,

It needs no gas, it runs on industrial plant.

She's not alone she brings a girlfriend,

a pet lion, and lots of dividend.

The lion likes to chase a boyfriend,

Especially one that's in the hornblende.

The dude shudders at the nocturnal snail

He want to leave but she wants the brail