Once upon a time was a boy named Bobby beep,
He passed his days in blissful joy but every night he could only weep.
His parents searched near and far for a solution to this problem small
Years passed summers and winters came and passed making Bobby tall with hall
But every night he would always weep
On one winter night appeared a gypsy and seemed to have heard him weep
The gypsy offered to cure his weep and in return he would earn his keep
He asked Bobby why he would weep and not sleep
Bobby replied "At night I can't find people"
With a cry
At this the gypsy cracked a smile too sly
"The night can't harm you Bobby but the people can "
"But.." Bobby began and then his mind ran
The gypsy had earned his keep with this shoddy plan
Years passed spring and autumn came and passed
And now Bobby goes to sleep without a weep
But.. It's just that he spends his days like an anxious creep....
©shadownik
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