The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Hokey Pokey Mushroom Maker
I met a really fine book seller and his name was Hokey Pokey. In his days off, he cooked many types of mushrooms. But there was a law in the kingdom that if you broke the law of letting the smell of mushrooms waft from your house, you would be asked to own three dogs and buy two cats. It was tough, but Hokey loved dogs and he even smiled at cats so he took his chances. Hokey bought three books a day and read them three times each night and each day it was a different three books. Pretty soon his book store was empty because he bought all the books and they were at his house. But that was fine. The book store patrons asked him if they could just visit his house and buy them in his home. But Hokey was nervous and asked them to cover their noses with swimmers nose plugs. They complied and for three years, Hokey sold all the books that he had read the ten years before hand. It worked out ok. But Hokey was busy. His mushroom concoctions smelled great and he shared them with his friends in the bookstore where they would not waft much. So Hokey enjoyed great success all the days of his life. But the cats and dogs were in the animal shelters and Hokey never saw another dog in all of his days.
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Splendid writing
ReplyDeleteDid you get that this person was Michael Vick of the Philadelphia Eagles. That's the guy behind the mask :)
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