There's this clutz who had
It never gave him any good luck.
Where he went, this boulder came,
They were like a ball and chain.
Many of his dreams were
Cuz the heavy rock pinned him down.
It was indeed smaller than a door,
But his shoulders were still sore.
One day he said "Hell
and kissed the rock good-bye.
"I'll never suffer form this burden,
No, not any more. Curtain."
He threw away this rock,
And hoped for the best of luck.
It didn't go very far,
landed on his toes.
by: Charlie Ma