The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Monday, March 21, 2011

Simple Simon Horn Blower

There once was a man named Simon. Simon was a king at playing Chess. Simon could out play the very best and then he would go on to beat them in Backgammon and Checkers as well. Simon was simple and he had a simple way of life. No one spoke with him very much and he didn't need to speak with many other people very often either. Simon was also big at playing his French horn. He would play the horn morning noon and night. It was the way that Simon wanted things. But one day, Simon blew a tire on his super-sized automobile. It was a bad day and sadly, Simon had no other tire to put on his car. He did not even have a cell phone either so he had to wait at the side of the road for four hours before someone came by that was able to help Simon. This bothered Simon, but he never did get a spare tire for his vehicle. He still never carried a cell phone either. Simon was a simple man and he needed a simple life. So if you meet Simon at the Starbucks or any other place, tell him that you support the measures that will keep a fellow like him simple, but don't tell him that you like the party at the haystack that he never would visit. Hay stacks scare Simple Simon and its better to be simple than troubled. Thanks!

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