Kick Head: ?

The plop of the water falling into the tin can kept him awake all night. He didn't mind. If it weren't for thinking about what would happen to him once the sun rose, he'd be pleased to be spared from his dreams. Every night, for the seven nights that he'd been imprisoned, he'd had the same dream: his head chopped off and rolling into a gutter, where a little girl came along and kicked it. Of course, now he had to look forward to the reality of that dream. Not that he thought a little girl would kick his head; the children were all much better trained than that. They were charming, pleasant, called the grownups "sir" or "ma'am", and would never dream of kicking a severed head. Well, perhaps they would dream of it, but they would never actually *do* it. That would be unsocial, and considered evidence of a possible social malfunction.

Inspiration: Fly 9 - Jah Wobble
Story Potential: Low.
Notes: Blech.