Blue Man

There was a blue man.
He went for walks.
One leg shorter than the other.
He kept going in circles.
So he ran. Still circles.
So he crawled. Still circles.
“How can this be?” He asked himself.
He saw a green man, sitting by the road side.
“I’m always going in circles,” he said to the green man, “and I’m so, so tired.”
The green man smiled.
“I’ll give you a piggy back!”
The blue man was so happy and jumped on board.
They went in circles the other way.
One foot bigger than the other.
“Mother fucker.” The blue man said.