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The Stranger


I saw a stranger on the street one day, He came over and asked if I wanted to play. I said yes, and we went to the park. We played all day until it was dark. And when we were done, He took off a suit, a tie, a hat, even a boot. When he was finished he said to me, "Look already, can't you see? I have three eyes, six arms too. Tell me, what is wrong with you?" "Just look at me, I have toes of steel, and a nose like a steering wheel. I have five legs, I have two mouths. The birds even say I'm too ugly to go south." "Say it now, and say it here, Of me a dog would have tons of fear. I'm so ugly, just hear me out, But you don't have to scream or shout." I said to him, "Not another word. I don't care what you look like, I don't care at all. I am blind, as you may not know, Everyone treats me like a crow. Nobody likes me, nobody likes you. Us be friends, who would have knew?"
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