Charlie rode the street
gliding through the night
Pounding size 12 feet
Following the bright.

He made his way through life
counting all his blessings.
He packaged all his strife,
In bags with beautiful dressings.

He put them on his shelves
He hung them on his walls.
Next to all his shells
And leaves collected from many falls.

Charlie rode the street
He moved through all of life.