Set The Ferris Wheel Ablaze

Roy, the Toxic Boy

To those of us who knew him

-his friends-

we called him Roy.

To others he was known

as that horrible Toxic Boy.

He loved ammonia and asbestos,

and lots of cigarette smoke.

What he breathed for air

would make most people choke!

His very favourite toy

was a can of aerosol spray;

he's sit quietly and shake it,

and spray it all day.

He'd stand inside the garage

in  the early-morning frost,

waiting for the car to start

and fill him with exhaust.

The one and only time

I ever saw Toxic Boy cry

was when some sodium chloride got into his eye.

One day for fresh air

they put him out in the garden.

His face went deathly pale

and his body began to harden.

The final gasp of his short life

was sickly with despair

Whoever thought that you could die from breathing fresh air?

As Roy's soul left his body,

we all said a silent prayer.

It drifted up to heaven

and left a hole in the ozone layer.