There once was a man.
This man had many talents, many of which had a ban.
Some say he was a sorcerer, others, a madman.
But this man had an odd quirk, something no regular person might do.
He had a thing, a knack, for collecting worn out shoes.
He would roam the streets, dancing with glee,
when on the ground, a shoe he would see.
He bent over, but had a stop so abrupt,
due to the truck that was to show up.
In the blink of an eye the man was gone,
with a splash of red on a nearby lawn.
Organs were displayed all over the ground,
many of which have yet to be found.
The moral of the story? It can't be beat.
Don't pick up shoes from off the street.
This...this is amazing....
ReplyDelete