Matt Chen and his spoon Clarence had been on a killing spree all around Ithaca. The Ithaca Police could only report his attacks as forcible spooning. Over the weekend, Clarence and Matt had a dispute over their name…Was it Clarence and Matt? Or Matt and Clarence. After a night of heavy drinking, Matt decided to go practice parkour near the gorges. Unfortunately, Clarence had other plans…so he stayed home. As Matt skipped from rock to rock, he had a revelation…they should work together as a team. Then Matt tripped on a rock and drowned in the river.
Special elegy for Clarence and Matthew:
All started with twenty.
As plain as can be, but so were all the rest.
Sleek body of wood—
Still a man nonetheless.
Sneaky Clarence Thomas, what a tool.
Senselessly His possessor poured his heart and soul into His creation.
Such waste—he should have known it would be all over soon.
Anyone could guess it would have been short-lived.
A chance at riches, but fate was not by His side.
Someone who is innocent;
Somebody with enough integrity to be fair.
Stab in the back—that’s all it took.
Slowly, painfully, but that was the game.
If he had been less confident,
It is obvious that he could have survived.
In the end, pride was his enemy.
It all started with twenty but would end with one.
No one could have seen it speed like a rocket,
Not a sound was made; He couldn’t have seen it coming.
Stood so strong at first on his single leather shoe.
Sadly now another trophy.
So soon, but in the end still a spoon.