No title could do this THING justice...

Burning depths sit upon
A nice burning highway
And there is no relief.

A sea waits upon you
But there is nothing to drink.
Drowning in eternity
Is no way to live.

A cactus that grows besides you
Is now humongous
All you can do is climb it
And run from the monsters.

They look like winged bunnies
And they eat all types of unicorns
Be they winged, small large or even whale like.

There is a common misconception
The whale like ones are not Narwhales
But rather Narwhale horns are more like a tooth or tusk.
The Uniwhales, as they are called, have real horns
For saturday night fights.
Silly Youtube.

But the monsters are scared of ponies
The won't go with in a hundred miles of one.
The ponies on my farm like carrots
But they don't like the sea
Which is why I don't have them with me.

And the car has learned how to fly
So I can escape the monsters
But then Command Control Center warns you of
Phuggles in the area and you realize you can't.

A Phuggle is a giant flying creature
That resembles nothing because
It is evil and formless.

I had a friend who tried to own one once
It was a horrible idea because
The next time I saw him he was cut up
In a box.

The real reason boxes are used
Is because monsters like Phuggles
Don't like boxes, they scare them.

And you snap back to reality
And see a Uniwhale all while
A mexican mariachi band plays
And your finger nail grows.

But all you feel is the heat
As Burger King slowly sings a song
You feel no pain. And a flying aquatic submarine
Goes quickly to space taking the Phuggles
So now you may leave with more ease.

Yet you stay
And stare out to
The sea, to see what you may see.

Slowly a uniwhale rises
As a yorkajush flees
A small wave as they
Are really small
And easy to make fun of.

It makes them angry
But Yorkajushes don't have time to care
Uniwhales ussually eat them before age 5.
That is why there small
Becuase they don't have time to grow.

And it took the old man three weeks
To run a mile here
Looking for the fountain of youth
Only to find a fountain of nothing.

Hope, slowly creeping away
As they feel the heat
A beached narwhale gives its last roar
As you realize
We still have a long way to go.

And that there is no escape
But forward.
And so you step on the beach
And see the beauty of the ocean.

You think "Never look back"
And you walk towards the ocean.
The old man is no longer with you
But the Ocean feels calm and cool
Against your feet.

He yells at you to comeback
And so does the mexican mariachi band.
But you ignore them and continue
And even Burger King stops and stares.
And suddenly the beautiful ocean takes you
And the beached narwhale.