Boo, Hungry

It was this man she talked to at the bar when she was at her lowest. she lost everything, and it was gonna take some miracle to pick her life back up. This supposed demon gave her a mysterious box, and said it was a miracle invention that would solve any problem she came across. Having nothing left to lose, she happily took it home.

Later that night, her sink was overflowing, and she remembered the box the man had given her. she curiously pushed the button on it, and miraculously, the sink was instantly fixed! it truly was a miracle gadget! not wanting to hoard it to herself, she generously took it to town to help as many people as she could (and make some money). Eventually, she was the face of the town! All her debts were paid off and she lived a life of luxury and comfort due to this mysterious little box.

eventually, on her death bed, she said her goodbyes to her loved ones and all the others who's lives she had impacted. At the end of the day, after everyone had gone, she lay there watching the most beautiful sunset she had ever seen in her window. The figure of a man quietly walked in. She squinted at him, slowly gathering the image in front of her. Assuming the sunset was blinding her, the man leaned in closer, but before he could say anything, she screamed "A STRANGER!!!" and died of fright.

He

the brontosaurus head that haunts my nightmares:

On my fingers, little grenades

Hiding in the corner, a serration

I pull the tip with my teeth

Slipping away from the edges of my skin

Like pulling the pin

While there is no explosion

the sparse small groups that managed to stick together as popularity declined, keeping up interest and morale with each other, but slowly and quietly they all disappear as well.