Once, there was a man with no lips.
He lived at the North Pole.
His name was Joe Johnson.
But he has lips now, so it's okay.
He drank tea,
but I don't know
if he drank it a short
or a long time ago.
He might have brushed his teeth,
but I don't know
if he did it this much *arms spread wide*
or this much *hands together* .
He wanted to touch the roof,
but he couldn't,
because he was little.
He was only as tall as Daddy.
There was a man that lived with him
and his name was Kooper.
He wanted to go in the river,
but he couldn't,
because there were snapping turtles
and snakes,
and hair,
and bad teeth in it.
He went in the chimney,
and he got burned
because the fire was
up and flame-y.
And so he was tired
and he didn't have any bed,
but he had glasses,
and Easter eggs,
and lots of other things in his house...
and they were crashing down on his head,
and he went OW-EEE-OW-EEE-OW-EEE!
And he stuck his head out.
And that is all about Joe Johnson.
The End.
(please note for the record, Daddy is over 6 feet tall)
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