My Story Of Woes

I have to tell a story of woes
That I heard when mending soles
He told me all about his foes
I was all but staring at his toes

I saw everything divinely made
Did all but started to fade
He then asked me know to play a game

I looked around in the zoo
Because I didn't know the rule
So I had to ask Mr Bull
I never knew he was so much of a fool
He filled my cup till it was all but full

Almost forgot about the game
He set it up on a stage
Then said It was all about my fame
But all I did answer was "Nay"
For all I had was nothing but my name

I asked for the flag
To put upon my tag but when I asked
He started to look sad
His face fell and looked sag
But then I asked for a sack
Instead of a miniature rat
He started to look flat
That was my encounter with the Minister of Rag
And the Institution of Sack

Back to the mender of souls
I stared at his toes
As he shared his story of foes
Which I added to my collection of woes
That I wrote in the one of all pink notes
That I should place beneath the colour filled poles


He told me everything I needed and had to hear
He set off my gear that the rapt attention was on my ear
He even touched my hair
Placed me on the rear and commanded that o breath the dusty air
And I saw him approach and be near
Too near for I nearly chocked with fear
Which was interrupted by a too loud awkward cheer

The mender of souls stared and said
Stop checking up on my toes
I have finished my story of foes
So I stared as he "goes"
Then I looked at the soles
I had to mend to fend for words
He left me with too much thoughts
Then I met the King of Torts

He stared at my lips and started to sing
He talked about life being filled with tulips
He did then at me he winked
I had to grape on to my book and cease being dizzy
But faster they were and had called for me Nurse Lizzy

The King left me alone
Then I thought about all he had foretold
Getting home o met the lady of the land
When I asked for her wand
She scraped a hand full of Sand
And told me all about her hand
I did all bit subdue the laugh
When she ran me over with stories of Mother Marpht

Then the moon started to smile
I walked so long but mile
Then I saw the River Nile
Sitting on my very Right
Ever so beautiful in the Light
Thought it was a bulb that gave out its light
I never knew it was Nature smiling so beautifully in the Night

When I laid on my bed
I looked at all my pictures of Zed
I thought I knew what I felt
But now I understand all but the spell
That helped in making lortus which did all but fell
I remembered the Kunta Rhythm realm
Kunta Lara Lana Laso yoh they yelled