Think

Like mountain climbing

Or skiing in the alps

Think of it

I don't

It was a big fat (...)

Wet, the ugly pavement cracked

It was unsafe

I thought:

Insect posse will be crushed

That was a bit from Code Selfish

There was not much going on

In the minds of the weak

They were unprepared for

Lighter kleptomaniacs

So-called dangerous

There is sad

And there is bad

And there is sad

And there is bad and sad

Dangerous

And the meek shall inherit the mirth

They were big, panoramic

"Same again, sir?"

How can you have the same again?

Dangerous