Erupts like champagne-o!

Peace is not maintain-o!

Lava! Overflowing!

Terrain all aglowing!

No help to try blowing!

Ash! Obscures sunbeam!

Even the bon-tonbeam

Have become undonebeam!

If we reach the water,

It could be less hotter,

But it’s a long shotter.

Wait! Where goes the magma?

Sopped up by a ragma?

Sucked in vacuum bagma?

Oh! It was a nightmare!

Mental pillow fightmare,