There Once Was A Man

And who are you?
You remember me. I am Melvin- that slightly odd wise man who shows up every
once in a while to tell you things.
I’ve come to tell you a little story.
There once was a man, a very rich man.
He had a lot of sheep; he had a lot of lamb.
He threw a lot of parties.
He was dapper. He was tan.
Yes, there once was a very rich man.
Okay, great story! I’ll uh, see you next time.
Wait just a minute!
My story isn’t done.
It’s about two men and I’ve only mentioned one.
Oh.
There once was a man, a very poor man.
He had next to nothing, just a little lamb.
But he loved it like a son and he fed it from his hand.
Yes there once was a very poor man.
Then one day, there was a guest at the house of the rich man.
What did he do? Have you guessed?
To feed the guest of the rich man.
Well, let’s see. He had plenty of sheep. So he could just share one of his
sheep. Not a problem!
He took the lamb of the poor man.
He took the lamb of the poor man.
The rich man took to feed his guest, the very, very, poor man’s lamb.
Is this a true story?
As truly as I stand before you today, my story is true.
Who is that man?
For his cruelty he will spend the rest of his days locked in my dungeon!
Who is he?
Oh King George, you are that man.