Like it was yesterday.

There was a grave at the well

and each step was a foot within

even after all the signs and warnings

they steeped themselves into the pit

all the squirming and splashing about

as they sang and danced away

picking sides from random choices

useful idiots 101.

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But the heat built up

and no one knew it

till it was foaming down the sides

now the dancing has ceased

and their features puffed up

face down in the lying grave.