Once we went out to buy some delicacies,
Two of us comical with our cautiousness
Taken, for instance, at roads where they cheerfully
Race in their cars with us waiting by, motionless.
But we were not to be crossing the neighborhood
Through any roads to be reaching the merchandise,
And so we strolled in a recklessly mellow mood
When unexpectedly it had to vaporize:
Hit us a kid on a pretty big bicycle…
Hit them a plane as they slept in their block of flats
Hit you may be in the thaw by an icicle…
Heed the advice: beware of your fate, my friend.