Once Upon a Time

This is a story, short, but true About a woman who had eyes that were black and blue. About a man who can eat things ten times his size, And a dog who was considered to be amazingly wise They lived in a land of shades of four, And lived in a cave which had no door But that's not the point I want to make Because the things I just said are truly fake But the story is of a man who juggled his head And when he got bored he'd play dead He had one friend and his name was Tom Tom made a bomb which killed his mom He became very dull, empty, and grim But moving along, for the story is not of him. It's about a woman who had turn green Sick from all the beauty she had seen Wait! The story is not about her either, This story pertains to a boy eating a beaver O'boy, I just can’t get this right! I think it’s about a girl who lost her arm in a fight. Or of a guy who collected decapitated heads, Or of a baby who sold bear traps as beds. Once upon a time the sun lost its shine, Once upon a time we all came from slime I better make this story end right now, Before I tell the story of the man who birthed a cow.