• Let me tell you a story
    Of just a little blunder
    A tad worse than thunder
    Practically regulatory

    Ok, a little bigger mistake
    But just a tad
    Not a cause for ache
    But still pretty bad

    You see, I was walking home
    When I saw a little gnome
    A gnome in the street
    With a loud heartbeat

    It cried to me for help
    And then made a yelp
    A yelp for help
    Or so it would seem

    I ran and grabbed him
    And then the sun went dim
    I felt alone
    I should've known

    A TRAP!

    I yelled and I screamed
    He smiled and he beamed
    He took the shape of a human
    And in hopped a kangaroo-man

    "Another Resident?" said kangaroo-man to human
    "Another Resident." human assured kangaroo-man
    "Lead him out." said a third voice unknown
    "We should show the king, he may not condone"

    "Don't I have a say" I say
    Obviously to no avail
    They took me out the door
    Onto the dock of a very-wide bay

    I struggled and wriggled
    I moved and I wiggled
    All to no avail
    They loaded me onto a mono-rail

    We went and we went
    For hours on end
    Maybe days maybe weeks
    Until we hit a bend

    Says kangaroo-man to human
    "So what should we do when we get to the castle."
    Says human to Kangaroo-man
    "I vote we just dump 'im"

    My heart skipped a beat
    Until kangaroo-man slumped in his seat
    "So would I but no
    The king would want him, I just no"

    Hours later we arrived
    At a castle that obviously strived
    The reds and the blues
    And the beautiful hues

    Out came the king
    Regalia so bright
    His throne read Ming
    And I assumed it was right

    All hail the honorable King Sanders (oops)
    Said Kangaroo-man addressing the crowd
    Everybody heard as it was quite loud
    We shall be addressing very pressing matters

    So this enemy of Wackoland
    Of our land
    Of your land
    Of my land

    And I had to pipe up and say
    "Im not an enemy" said I to they
    "I was tricked and was duped."
    By a Kangaroo-man and a gnome who is human

    And as I said that last word
    From the lips of King Sanders
    "It's treason, it's mean
    It's a lie, look she's green"

    And to no surprise
    When I looked down
    I couldn't believe my eyes
    He was right

    "Green means go
    And red mean stop
    That means we must execute
    This... guy"

    "AHAHA, I GOT YOU, OLD SANDERS!
    I KNEW I COULD DO WHAT NOBODY COULD DO
    I KNEW I COULD TRICK YOU
    INTO GOING OFF RHYME"

    And so the bet was finished. The boy had pretended to be a prisoner brought before the king, to break the king out of his constant cycle of rhymes.

    And sorry to you, the reader. I know that I lied. I never really grabbed a gnome that could talk which transported me to Wackoland. Why would I need to.


    I've always lived here.