A Mosque in Quitto

He was flying around with no clue
Of what came next, what was due
Decision to seek the heat, he's gonna rue
Can't learn from the lesson, which was new

He hovers around in excitement
Speaking in their ears of his arrival
Slipped off the edge, he can't repent
For they become ready for his removal

Slam! Bam! They clap their palms
There is no escape from this, no chance
Though he's not guilty, that's his dance
But alas, they don't feel the same romance

Oh! Look, I see him flying again
He managed to run away from the pain
So why is he darting towards them, is he insane?
This ass won't stop until he's slain 

Why won't he keep distance, is he that blunt?
It's because he can't, that's why he won't
And now they look too annoyed at this runt
See him fly there, oh please stop, don't!

Slam! Bam! They slap their hands
He won't retreat, no one to command
Squeezed and bleeding, he can't stand
Down falls the puny body, mixed to the sand