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Mr Incredible.

Contributed by ForeverAndADay on Thursday, 10th March 2005 @ 08:34:49 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



He told them he could move things with his mind.
(I'd pay twice what I did if it's true.)
He threw his hands in the air and addressed the audience with an air of confidence.
(Why is he wearing a sheet?)
He laughed like he was crazy and started stomping his feet.

Mr Incredible.
Knows he can.
Do things that.
Normal people can't.

They were silent as he closed his eyes.
Raised their eyebrows as he parted his hands to the sky.
Started whispering to themselves as he told them they'd feel the ground begin to rise.
(He's just a lunatic feeding us lines.)

Mr Incredible.
Hears them cheering.
Him on.
Doesn't know their.
Silent.
Something is wrong.

They started throwing things after a minute or two.
Still he kept muttering thank you's in response to the cheering in his head.
After a while the police came.
And dragged mr incredible off of the stage.
The people cheered for them.

Mr Incredible.
Poor Crazy soul.
Must've lost his
Mind.
As he got old.

Later (Much later.)when the owner was selling the plot.
When magic shows and comedy shows were coming to a stop.
Two men stood side by side addressing the buildings plans.
(Something here is wrong.)
(What's that?)
(According to this the building was suppose to be four feet back.)
The man answers the other with a shrug.

Mr Incredible...

(Must just be a typo.)






Copyright © ForeverAndADay ... [ 2005-03-10 08:34:49]
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