You just went and said the wrong thing,
you get to feel the Horror they’ll bring!
They did not like what they heard one bit,
the cold look in their eyes feels like a hit!

They furiously get up their seats, moaning,
pointing angry fingers for your undoing!
One even smashes their guitar in the floor,
to demonstrate their dismay at your door!

You turn around, in an attempt to run out,
the door suddenly missing being one clout!
The only seemable escape route now gone,
you gasp in the air - ‘What have I done?’

They are closing in now, surrounding you.
Panic sinks in, stripping off all you could do.
In desperation you soil yourself before them,
and accept the fate that they make your end.