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| I'm an 'inventor' at heart and thus yearned and yawned, yea non-stop and even continuously, with a hope to come upon some dude (I guess), with similar inner thoughts indwelling... | |
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| ...and when my hope of finding one had zenithed upon the summit of it's very tallest, way highest and most hoity toity & pointy peak of all, 'twas then there came a knocking... knocking... knocking... | |
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| ...'twas then with force quite shocking... Mr. Poop came knocking... as if some pugilistic electrician had come knocking (left hook-right cross), at my somewhat virginal (at best), chamber door. | |
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