Timmy was walking along one day,
Heading to a house who needed to pay.
He went up nervously, and knocked at the door,
Nervously waiting for the giant boor.
"Hello" he cried out, as the door did not creak,
But suddenly came the person he'd seek.
"What the hell do you want" the man said like a cow
"I want my pet rock, and I want it now!
"You had no right to steal him away from me so!"
"Well, why's that? It came right through my window.
I'm not going to give you your stupid rock back"
And with that, he laughed a laugh of pure black.
Timmy knew that the man could not be reasoned with.
He went through his plans, and came up with his fifth.
He knew that is was a plan he abhorred,
But it had to be done, so he pulled out his sword.
And then with a swish
, off came his head.
The man now was unquestionably dead.
He went inside, to recover his rock,
and then a thought hit him with a giant shock.
"It's dinner time now, I must head back now."
But when he returned, there was trouble, and how!
For all of his family lay dead in a row,
for an apocalypse happened, with a two second potato.