A/N: Hey guys! This story is a poem. I do not know the meaning for it but if you do then please, tell me.

This poem is said to have no meaning to some. Others however do not know.

There was a man who lived in Leeds,

He filled his garden full of seeds.

And when the seeds began to grow,

It was like a garden filled with snow.

But when the snow began to melt,

It was like a ship without a belt.

And when the ship began to sail,

It was like an eagle in the sky.

And when the bird began to fly,

It was like a bird without a tail.

And when the bird began to fly,

It was like an eagle in the sky.

And when the sky began to roar,

It was like a lion at my door.

And when the door began to crack,

It was like a pentknife at my back.

And when my back began to ache,

I was dead, dead, indeed!

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

A/N: Ok, that's all for today. See you guys tomorrow! Bye! :)