Last
night as I was reading, my head became unclear,
I
closed my book to rest my eyes and pour myself a beer.
I
sat and sipped and thought of things that I had never
thought
before, and reading my stephen king book had
become
such a terrible chore. So I lazed and dozed for
a
little while until something had caught my eye, looking
I
blinked then looked again as I strangely wondered why.
I
saw teenie weenie tiny men who were marching up my
arm
e`rr, since this is not a usual thing, I guardingly
view`d
them with alarm. They wore teenie weenie tiny shirts
made
from teenie weenie tiny threads, and wore teenie
weenie
tiny helmets upon their teenie weenie tiny heads.
Wearing
teenie weenie tiny marching boots they marched
n
laughed n giggled a bit mouthing in their teenie weenie
tiny
hoots. They had teenie weenie tiny knapsacks slung
over
teenie weenie tiny backs, wearing khaki-coloured
uniforms,
and carrying teenie weenie tiny flasks. They
marched
in such great precision as they scaled my arm
with
ease, until a teenie weenie tiny officer suddenly
turned
around to tease. A teenie weenie tiny soldier
tripped
having a teenie weenie tiny fall, and he toppled
into
another one until fallen had them all. They hit my
sleeve
then rolled a bit in the wrinkles discovered there,
they
hid themselves grabbing guns then taking aim so
fair
and square. They fired teenie weenie tiny bullets
sounding
off teenie weenie tiny cracks then they threw
their
hangrenades at their teenie weenie tiny backs.
They
faught and swore and scuffled whilst having
a
teenie weenie tiny war the action so fast and so
furious
and it was heard beyond afar. And when
at
last the smoke did clear and they all lay sprawled
around,
lying here and there and everywhere not
a
din nor scream nor sound. Suddenly one sat up
and
rubbed
a bump atop his teenie weenie tiny head,
then
slowly they all began to move I was surprised no
one
was dead. They stood there laughing in joker-jest
giving
each other some hearty hugz, whilst reaching
into
their knapsacks and producing, teenie weenie tiny
mugs.
Suddenly they began to scale my glass to share
in
a spot of good cheer, and dipping teenie weenie tiny
mugs
they all drank with me, some beer.
