The PookaThe day had happened to be quite sunny.Then it began to rain and I found it less than funny.It was at the bus stop I sat.I had no umbrella, just a simple hat.For hours and hours I had to wait.The night came and it was getting fairly late.I grumbled and shivered, soaked to the bone!'Twas then I suddenly felt as if I weren't alone.An old man had come to be next to me. Where he came from I could not see.He asked of me a most peculiar thing.He wanted a story, which I found most baffling!I thought I might oblige him any who.There was nothing else I could think to do.I related a tale I heard as a young lad.It was told
THANKS AGAIN, THUNDER SIS. I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU. *clings to face*