The lonely little green hat boy,
Who sat near the train.
He looked so awfully sad,
And had a face full of pain.

I walked pass him
To get a better glance.
Then he suddenly
Asked me to dance.

I froze and stare
With confusion in my eyes.
Then my mind filled
With a million why's.

His little outstretched arm
Looked like an invitation.
It was absurd,
I can't dance at a train station.

But then I looked closely,
His hand was pointing at the ground.
Where there should be legs,
There was non to be found.

So I couldn't help myself,
I started to cry.
My mind was now filled,
With not a single why.

As I walked on,
I began to joyfully dance.
The boy was now smiling,
As I gave him a last glance.

So the boy without legs,
Was left smiling.
I had both mine,
Why was I crying?

-ZvZ-