A Sad Story
He was a nasty Dude. - hated everyone
- screamed at friendly children when they said, 'Hello'.
Smacked trees, ripped out flowers, pulled off vines
- in short hated all things alive.
On Sundays she, his wife,
wearing a weird wig and carrying her bag
walked 10 paces behind him to church
not allowed to speak- to anyone.
"Not allowed to eat bread! It will make you fat!" he shouted.
So you would think when he died
she would welcome change and kindness.
BUT
Ohhhh Nooooo!
She continued his bad ways and
rejected all kindness offered.
- and so now she is alone and
sooooo lonely.
… and it is all his fault!
… and it is all his fault!
The End
