Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.
In a far away tiny land, I forget its name
there was this story of a girl and a boy
so terribly poor that it was a shame
for they never got a single toy.
They would use anything to improvise
with rich imagination only kids possess
so let following serve as a little surprise
what was their game you wouldn't guess.
And neither could that old man passing by
seeing line of sheep crap on the ground
lined from smallest to big and now dry
on nearby meadow a lot to be found.
So he asked the kids what was their game
they just shrugged with faces being blank
saying how they had not given it a name
but those were soldiers lined by a rank.
Now all too curious and amused was the man
amazed how they knew all from corporal up
reciting them excitedly like only kids can
from smallest to biggest piece of crap.
Only the highest rank was not there
Commander in Chief slipped their mind
but they said they had looked everywhere
and such a big piece of crap they couldn't find.