I’m totally lost, deep within the city. Suddenly, two thugs walk forth and steal my wristwatch. Now I’m trying to find out what time it is, when some street urchins come and steal my hat. So now my head is cold and my hair’s uncombed. “Hey,” I shout, “who just stole my car?” Then I think to myself: “I better try to find a telephone booth. Also I should fix my hair; but I can’t, because someone stole my comb. Oh, how I hate this city and everyone who lives here!” Next thing I know, someone steals my hair. Then I look and see some city dwellers stealing my shoes. And then they steal my cat and my dog. But at least I was able to retrieve my hat.
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