He uttered no more, but went straight to his work. It just put me to shame. Boy, I felt like a jerk. He tapped out a poem as quick as a flash. It made my endeavors seem like so much trash.
*clickety clack...*
Wow...
And laying a finger aside of his eyebrow, And tapping his temple, he said,
Well, good-bye now.
Bye, thanks!
As he vanished from sight, I could hear his loud holler,
Now there is a card that's worth one million dollars!
