Rubberband Man
There he is...
On his biz
Unbothered and untethered
After many pernicious pulls and tainty tugs
And so many ghastly grabs and sheisty shrugs
After huge stretches with hopes of breaking
And so much tension, pressure and shaking
Every time!
He snaps back like the seats in that 'ole' Cadillac
Pulled in so many directions with the aim of popping
But it's in his nature to keep bouncing, 'cause ain't nothing stopping
Vertically, horizontally, and diagonally, he's pulled
But he never breaks; instead, he bounces back like a basketball off the old hardwood
Yet so many continue to grab and pull to see if he'll break
But little do they know this will only cause their world to shake
There he is just stretching and bouncing...
All knaves and NPCs he's renouncing
So, who exactly is this man that stoically bounces throughout the land?
"Hear ye, hear ye, bounce back he can, 'cause he's none other than
the Rubberband Man!"
"I repeat. Bounce back he can, 'cause he's none other than the Rubberband Man!"
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