The Sage At The Lemonade Stand

The Sage At The Lemonade Stand

I met a sage at the lemonade stand.
He kept saying 'I'm a sage I'm a sage I'm a sage!'
I said 'You are no sage!'
He said 'I'm a sage I'm a sage I'm a sage!'
I bought lemonade and he was a sage.1




There was a man who kept getting hit with a brick.
Bricks would fall
Where the heck did they come from?
I'm not so sure anybody could answer that
aside from maybe a person who resides on top of the building that the bricks were coming from.
Was some heathen throwing bricks? Well, we're not sure.
The man would keep diving his head under the bricks.
'This is normal this is normal this is normal.'
I cringed... That really looked like it hurt.
But...
!!Brick sound, smashing on the guy's head.!!
"This is normal this is normal this is normal"
he kept shouting.

"Look at that victim!!!" A traumatized women with her baby carriage by her side had stopped by the street side after seeing this.
"Lady, that man is no victim" a pick pocket had told her... He too, having just stopped amongst the site of this incident.

!!Brick sound, smashing on the guy's head!!
'This is normal this is normal this is normal!'
'That poor--- Hey!!! Where's my purse!'

'Lady, you are the victim!' the baby said, peeking his head from out of the carriage.
A man with a barrel of bricks plummets from the building top..
The brick-headed man below moves out of the way in a fierce instant.
'Hey, I ain't that stupid!' he quipped.


1 Repetitive conditioning.