Mime


I saw a mime
He was flipping a dime
Sitting on the street
Tapping a beat
He was very creepy
Also he looked very sleepy
I wanted to say hi
But my mother said no
I saw him the very next day
I wanted to say hello and give him a treat
He just stared at me
I glared at him
I walked up to him while he was tapping a beat
Once I was face to face with him I gave him a treat
He ran away once I turned around
Down the hill and through the valleys he went
I looked at the spot where he was sitting
Where I saw a mime flipping a dime
Sitting on the street tapping a beat

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