The Man's Outfit
The man is wearing a yellow shirt,
And some blue pants with like a million pockets,
In each of his pockets he keeps 50 straws,
And on his chest their hides a wooden drawer,
He wears a weird pink top-hat,
In which he hides a dancing banana,
for a snack,
His shoes are made of wood and metal,
In which he hides a tea kettle,
When he walks their will be a sound of rattle,
It's his keys, that he stores in his handkerchief's door,
And in the handkerchief he hides the city of Seattle, and even more,
On his butt, their sticks a wooden chair,
So he doesn't get tired, going here and there
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