Watched an American football game last night and wrote a song.
I hated it this morning when I ran over a turtle.
There he was slowly crossing the road probably thinking, "I have my own house to carry around and I am fully unafraid of...SMASH!"
Then he crawls back to the way he came, trying to find out if his "house" is fully covered for the damage I had done.
I didn't see him in time.
I guess those PETA people who ruined my leather jacket will be back if they hear about this.