Midget

Stood a little midget

Looking in the sky

Wishing at the rainbow

So that he could fly

Down came a raindrop

Landed on his chin

Rolled down his jumper

And he caught it in a tin

Took it to the jewellers

Encased it in pure gold

With a golden necklace

A treasure to behold

The midget to his sweetheart

His jewel to bequeath

To gain her loving splendour

That night upon the heath

She was squat and ugly

Face riven like a toad

Muscles on her biceps

As hard as any stone

She took the present lightly

And bit it with her teeth

Then crouched upon the ground

So he could enter from beneath

In a flash the heavens opened

And washed them both in rain

Out rolled the droplet

And never seen again

Although the past is over

The midgets on a quest

To search the mighty universe

And never will he rest

To find that drop of water

Where ever it may hide

Bring it to his sweetheart

And so restore his pride