A hint at one of the things I am working on with Wreck-It Ralph (WIR)
I can't be the only one whose thought of making Felix Sr. like this right? Even though I've only read fics of him not approving of Sgt. Calhoun so far...
(I'm not a poet, I don't think).
Felix Senior, our handyman,
He can fix like no one can,
Give him a nail, and give him a job,
And not a penny will you be robbed.
One day, he came home to find,
His wife in bed, and the bed in grind,
The hammer he held, it met her head,
Continuing to do so until they were dead.
Our parents, his tenants, lived life as fools,
So Felix Sr. wouldn't use their blood on his tools.
They took care of his son, treated him well,
Told him if he grew up like his father, he'd burn in hell,
Felix Sr. died, Felix Jr. grew,
Politeness, fixing, kindness,
these are the things that he knew.
And we, the tenants, are caused no bother,
For Felix Jr. is nothing like his father.