Once Upon A Time...
I was walking through the park
when I fell upon a rock,
Now it was not all that dark
so I laid there in shock.
I fell upon this rock
which was higher than my knee,
it seems somehow I stopped
on a rock blind men could see.
While I laid low in the grass
my mind began to ponder;
I counted seventeen ants
which caused my mind to wander.
One by one the ants marched
with something on their backs,
it appeared to be a starch-
a curly french fry perhaps.
Maybe someone dropped the fry
and it landed on the ground.
I really did not care why
because the french fry was found.
The ants were free from prowling
'cause they now had food to eat.
My stomach began growling,
it was time for a treat.
I rose from the ground slowly
stretching each and every joint.
Don't know why I told this story-
I guess it had no point!