It's the best I had

Once upon a time

There was a cone

And it saw this mom

And this mom took pots

And told herself to stop

All the drinking

And to stop all the ticking

And she killed herself

With a blunt object

To her throat.

And her kids saw the blood

And they tasted the metallic in the air

And for once in their lives

They knew how to hate.

And the cone

Lived happily ever after.