What's better than a tiger and his boy
always together.
It brings a smile to my face to think of it.
Screaming down the side of a mountain
to impending doom for sure.
We hit a jump,
soaring into the air
suddenly flying
shooting at aliens that surely plan on
taking over the earth,
we take our best shots taking down
the last of the aliens.
Suddenly our spaceship crashes,
we roll over and over,
hitting the snow bank with an oof.
Lying quietly
knowing impending doom is around
the corner once again.
Is it the monster from the black lagoon,
dripping with slimy seaweed,
or maybe a dinosaur with twenty inch
teeth in five rows,
it could be the abominable snowman
waiting to eat us.
I lift myself up and look at my partner
and say, yes I am
hobbes to your calvin.