Kick-about the Grot.


Kick-about was like no other Grot ,

Killer Can entrusted;encased in rust encrusted,

Makes his way to lonely shore to test killer things it seems,

In truth across silent lake he watches the setting sun and dreams,

Across treacherous clay banks he hauls his Killer Can and dreams.


Of sinking he worries not,

Through oblong slit Gazed , thinking, pondering, amazed,

Guilty in his pleasure of beauty and insights he gleams,

Slight wishes of mud bound legs perchance to stay with his dreams,

Soft welcoming mud binding him forever with his dreams.

This was a 3d graphic model I was " building" and just show cased it with this picture ..then all hell broke loose with my imagination. Sorry to die hard Grot fans.

Oh the sheer poetry of it all.
What do you mean, grot fans?