"Danged Pesky Gremlins"

Danged Pesky Gremlins....

Back in the golden days of yester year,
when once upon a fleating tear.
The man, the moon, and the world appeared,
with nothing more than gremlins feared.

Looking down upon the man,
we find nothing more than pot and pan.
His purpose with intent unknown,
til gremlins retrieve their pesky bone.

A pesky bone held at bay,
in place where time is far and away.
The moon turns blue with puffy eyes,
and stairs down gremlins from the skys.

Who's to say what happens next,
When all can see the man perplexed?
A gremlin jumps onto a green,
yet, awaits the man unseen.

One foot forward, one foot back.
The gremlin jumps a funky crack.
Out of one eye the man can see,
what's that? Yes, gremlin pee.

The man shakes off the nasy stench,
and with one yelp yells out "You WENCH!"
The gremlin with a grin goes on,
standing there and making fun.

When from no where no one can see,
the man pulls out a side of salame.
The gremlin looks and slowly balks,
'yummy' thinks he and then he talks.

"My favorite..." begins the gremlin green,
just as he falls and cracks his spleen.
The man stairs down with no remorse,
the gremlin earned such recourse.

And this the golden story goes,
without a bone the gremlin weary grows.
The man with intent still hidden,
spends time with moon beams bidden.