I was seated in a car,
But we weren't driving.
Mysterious man with me,
Alhireth-Hotep; I suspect thee.

Bags were on the road,
Babies popped out.
Yes, my mind is weird
But it makes me proud.

I stepped out of the car,
This I had to see!
But a black man with a gun,
Was halting me.

I tried to ignore at best,
I had to take the babies
Away from this evil man,
And I looked at the bag:
Another popped out!
© The Mad Prophetess