Cassius

Cassius stood at the junction
of his traffic lights,
and squinted into the distance,
where an accident just occurred.
Towards the scene he travelled,
on his trusty foot.
He asked if anyone's called the cops,
and was pleased to hear someone did.
It was when he saw the bodies,
when he felt his stomach flip.
"Holy Mackerels" was his absurd reaction,
As one of the dead gave a cunning wink.
The other gave him the finger,
adorned with an amethyst ring.
Like all little boys would, he screamed
in fear.
His eyes filled up with terror,
his pants got wet (oh dear).
He sniffed and frowned,
gave 'Winky' a good kick,
right on the bum.
Outraged, those around grabbed his
flailling arms,
tried to stop him causing more harm.
But he struggled with absent rage,
tearing from those who disagreed,
Ran right into the busy street,
when a bike bowled him over,
flipping into a leaf-lined drain.
His body laid cold,
his tears also.
That was when the man with the ring
gave him a ring and said:
"Me coming for you..."