Thousands of femininity’s children desperately sought delight,
They journeyed to the famous island to escape reality’s bite.
Forsook responsibility and all the duties that came with their years,
They opted for fun and play; food, rides, cigars, and beers.
The moment of payment ultimately arose for these wayward dears,
As the pleasure swiftly vanished and inescapable reality reappeared.
Chaos gradually consumed the island and frightful awareness set in,
Tingling sensations conquered their bodies, the commencement of transformation.
Up towards the sky did sprout their once petite, human ears,
While tails ripped through seats and seams, as they horrifyingly grasped their rears.
Tears were shed, shrills echoed, and states of pleading simultaneously erupted,
The unfortunate realization was that their humanity was decidedly being corrupted.
Bones cracked and shifted in order to form front and hind legs,
Pretty fingers, toes, and nails formed hated hooves, despite their frantic begs.
Dark manes spoiled beautiful heads of hair and muzzles extended jaws,
Hoarse brays sounded and the metamorphoses reached their conclusions---Hee-Haw!
Once forced onto all fours, the girls assumed their permanent identities,
Thrown and kicked into crates, they’ve lost their humanity.