Excerpt: Half-Life

As the wagon rolled by Pete, he marveled at its great promise in the future. Sweetly he hummed a fine tune about wagons and how they roll so fast. He laughed at his own ability and fine tune. The song/tune went something like this:

ROLLLL ON
WAGON
How sweetly you rolllll
on by
If ever i could
belong to you
I might catch the flu
Diddy dum diddy dee
Whoopie Whoopy!!!

Then he proceded to rant about wagons and the various colors they come in. He especially likes the red ones and one with chipped paint. He says that those have character. As a young whippersnapper the wagon had been cheerful and had had a hungry heart just like his friend Bruce. However, as the years turned slow and the wagon grew old, Bruce no longer felt the same compassion for the wagon as he once had. He cast aside the wagon and looked for a new life as a super star. The wagon wept for forty days and forty nights and on the forty-first fortnight built a massive pier and burnt it's extra axles. The universe cried tears for Auptomus Prime that night. Like the same thing that they do every night. Those wagons tried to takeover the world! In the disturbing history of events that led up to this abomination many a good man were put to labor.