Car Wash Monster

• George Kakakios, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2018

WHEN I’M HUNGRY I EAT CARS,
I CAN CHEW THREE AT A TIME,
TURNING MUD TO SUDSY BUBBLES,
ALL DAY LONG I SWALLOW GRIME,

MY MOUTH HANGS OPEN EVERY SPRING,
LURING CARS TO MY GARAGE,
WITH PROMISES OF SHINY BEAUTY,
CLEANLINESS, A DEEP MASSAGE,

I LOVE ALL MY MEALS ON WHEELS,ANTIQUE AND SPORTY, SHORT AND WIDE,
I EAT THEM UP AND ALSO WEAR HEELS,
I SPIT THEM OUT FROM THE OTHER SIDE.