I Know a Man With Six Legs

I know a man with six legs, With a foot on all six, But with only one mouth for all six, He must be worried sick. I know a man with six hands And on those six hands, He has six fingers to put in six pies, No wonder he keeps getting sick. I know a man with six eyes, He needs all six, With six children, Or he would be in a real fix, Even without one of them getting sick. I know a man with six legs, Six feet, six hands, Six fingers and six eyes, And before you hit this story for six, I can prove it is real and I don't feel sick. He has six pair of shoes in his closet, Six pair of trousers his wife has cut in two, Six pair of glasses, Each with one broken lens, Courtesy of six mistresses. I couldn't find six pair of gloves, But with six pies on his table he is wise not to wear them, As fluff on any of the six, Could make him sick. I was glad to note he did not order thirty-six more pies, For his six children, Or they would all be sick. I just found out that this man with six of most things, Has an income in the six-figure bracket? And now I feel sick.