I knew this guy, who had a glass eye.
he also had a very large hump on his back.
His good eye was double as strong,
and with his hump, he managed to get along.
He saw very clearly,
what the world had in store for him.
But he did dearly,
wished that it would'nt be so grim.
He saw, he would spend his life alone,
with one eye on the T.V. the other wasn't home.
His hump would be fine, just hard to iron his shirt.
and about being alone, he said he would convert.
David Darbyshire
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-would-convert/
