STOP

Once upon a time,
there was a boy who just couldn't stop his rhyme.
He tried and tried and tried,
until he cried and cried and cried.

He wondered through the woods,
and met a boy who had a lot of goods.
Do you have anything for my rhymes? he asked
No answer from the boy who was masked.

He continued to ask and ask throughout the day,
until he heard,'you won't get anything until you pay.
The boy pulled out some money,
and in return got some honey.

He swallowed it, then had to wait
his rhyming continued, he realized the boy used his as bait.
He walked and stoped in front of a book,
it read, put those rhymes to cook.

He opened it to a spell
and it wished him well.
He no longer spoke with rhyme,
and better yet he earned back his dime.