A travelling salesman

by Galen Dangler   Dec 8, 2005


A man once i knew
who made him some stew
and into that stew a salesman went

and that salesman met a gut
and found him quite the nut

all he could say
was down and away
and then he would fall on his butt

this salesman sold him food
this salesman sold him wine
this salesman sold him shoes
this salesman sold him twine

but all the gut did was eat them
and yell his little phrase
then fall down and sit
and think a bit before continuing his rage.

the gut finally ate that salesman
and no longer did he sit down
but gut threw him and this is what he said

"i just can't keep a good man down.

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