You are a lost soul,

Waiting for your revenge.

You are the scorching fire,

Burning everyone’s heart.

You are the cotton cloud,

Drifting across London city.

You are at a five star restaurant,

Devouring a massive steak.

You are a grim reaper,

Sending people to hell.

You are a cute kitten,

Being fed by its owner. 

You are a TV,

Watching over the lazy child.

You are our friendly neighbourhood Spiderman,

Swinging on the city streets.

You are a Macdonald’s happy meal,

Dancing at a party.

You are a WW1 bunker,

Like a bullet sponge.

You are a clock ticking,

Tic, tok, tic, tok through time.

You are a powerful diamond,

Destroying unstoppable heroes.

You are the blazing sun in our solar system,

Keeping us from death.

You are a tornado,

Blowing away innocent children.

You are the end.