there once was a lass named michelle*who bumped her head when she fell**she fell into a hole*suddenly she was tugged up with a pull**from a handsome man named orchidee*and a swoon when he seen her did he**he was walking her home,they passed by a bench*and wouldn\'t you know it there sat goldfinch**they told their story to him*he went home when daylight got dim**sat down and chuckled about his friends story*then suddenly started to worry**his friend was alone and instead,orchidee must have bumped his head**he jumped up and exclaimed,i do declare*there was no one else there!
*he realized as he filled glass to the rim*there was nobody there,only him