Johnny was a curious fellow
he had a voice deep, yet mellow
he walked with a limp
but no injury did he sport to me
he always did wear emerald green
and when he would call for you
you would hear that ratter tat tat
then my letterbox would flip
and a pair of eyes would peer in
he was a most strange friend

On one occasion he came down very drunk
he claimed he was a the master of tai chi
then he did ask me to test his inner strength
claiming profusely, it won't hurt me
so I took him into the kitchen
and in seconds proceeded to throw him around the room
all over the walls, the ceiling and doors
for the poor sod was only two foot four


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris