The
Busy Life of a Scrub
or
The
thoughts of a scrub
Author: Clifford J. Thompson
As you may know, we are merchants.
We make a living selling pristine sticks, acorns, and pebbles, we're personate.
Unfortunate to us, we now have a lust for other things away from selling.
It's because of this kid that is dressed in green, which awakes us from our dwellings.
Expecting a welcome and
selling of goods is what he thinks.
Though, due to him
waking us we aren't in the mood, which stinks.
To show him how
grateful we really are we shoot an acorn that doesn't go very far.
It goes to him and
bounces back, thanks to his shield.
Tell me how would you
feel?
We after that give into
his will and sell our wares, however few.
You'd expect though,
he'd take some responsibility for his actions.
What! Well telling
this you aren't giving me a shocking reaction.
You aren't surprised?
You aren't confused? Oh…I see. He does the same for you.