Piranha and Kin

Oh, gentle Piranha
With mouth open wide
In your waters
There's no place to hide
Bite me on the foot
Bite me on the hand
In a matter of seconds I'll be butchered like a dead cow at a hyena convention

Oh, gentle heretic

With mouth open wide

In your waters

There is poison with each tide

Looking for a victim

Looking for your prey

You should look both ways before crossing the street

'Cause you're about to be hit by a mega-ton eighteen-wheeler with a five-point engine, Calvinistic style.