let me tell you a story
bout a young las and a lad
the lad used to sleep on a mat
so that the las could nap

she could sleep on the bed
a bed so comfortable
not a hole was in the sheets
'I miss my neice'

the young lad thought.
the boy sat in his chair
the chair being filled with holes
while the yard was littered with moles.

"darn moles," the lad cursed
his eyes lingered to the dirty window
he sat criss-crossed
his heart dropped

it had been a...