The Man on his Hands (An Original Nursery Rhyme)

There once was a man who could stand on his hands and…

Walk on the ground!  

This man was a grand man who planned...

On being the talk of the town! 

Then when that man standing on his hands whirled around,

The twirling and swirling man became world renown!

This man with strong arms use to go on a grand stage

And on his palms he'd dance to the songs a band played.

Some fans yawned, and just one man yayed…

But then some fans hip-hip-hurrayed! 

At the beach, the man on his hands would even run!

Hands on the sand he ran towards the evening's sun.

Clammy hands

Stepped on damp clam shells-leaving one crunched…

Now in case you can't tell, this man loves his fun stunts!

When this man on his hands walked on tightropes and all

Of the fans in the stands thought he might choke and fall…

The man took hand steps lighter then white smokey smogs,

He glided across ropes weightless like ghostly fogs.

For days the man on his hands worked at his talents.

For days the man on his hands practice his balance. 

This way, fans in the stands never saw him fail since

He always nailed his act--his act was a nailed-cinch!

The more the man practiced, the more the man performed,

Which meant more fans had him either adored or scorned.

As for those who where bored, they either snored like horns...

Or ignored the poor man, forming lines at the door,

Simply because they have seen the act before.

When the man saw this, he wanted to retire...

When applaud-less pauses haunted the entire

Audience, the man was both taunted then fired.

In the end, the man felt unwanted yet tired-

Tired of being away from his home town.

Although its fun to be a fun filled show clown,

He knows now the road is no place for an old hound

With a few new tricks…

This thought gave him a cold frown...

Cold as ice cubes slick.

The boy-half of this man, was very sad to quit.

As for the man's dad-half…he was glad to admit

It wasn't such a bad thing that he had to sit

Just for a wee tad or bit…

Now the man had more time to spend with his one son!

The two men became true friends while having some fun!

Through influencing a student one becomes young.

To do so is prudent, unless ones unsung past

Becomes the pupil's nuisance when choosing a path.

So when the man began telling his boy to stand 

On his hands and the young-man refused the demand,

The boy walked with two feet upon the sandy land.

Here the boy was standing up for his plan in hand.

At first the man on his hands was fairly annoyed

His son didn't understand the very fun joy  

Of standing on your hands as a merriful boy!

It seemed life's song became an unbearable noise

Coming from a terrible voice...

As the man's son sung, singed, and sang,

The man's ear drums rung, ringed, and rang. 

His son had fun humming in the trickling rain

But it gave his fathers ears a tickling pain...

When the man told his son to quit this bad music…

The boy just refused to do it! He'd choose to stick

To his own path 

Like how a gooey glue stick sticks

To its own cap. 

Although the young boy knew he wasn't very good,

He continued to sing like a canary would.

His songs carried and carried through the scary woods...

There is where he'd sing, even though he barely could.

His voice use to shake some small leaves

And make them brake off the tall trees!

Like great big snow flakes they'd fall free

Then be taken away by a lake he'd call sea.

When the sea was frozen shut, his voice would crack ice!

It was freezing cold then but the boy would act like

A toasty breeze opened up his moist lungs that piped.

He believed those winds gusting were quite warm at night.

There was one time

The young boy was singing a song just to unwind

And men started sining along in the sunshine.

Some guitarist pinged stringed as calm women rung chimes.

They were artist bringing bonds stronger then strung twine.

When the man asked his son why he started a band 

The young boy told his father he must understand,

We all must fall before we can stand on our hands 

And it was for you father please dance for your fans!