(This concept was done too many times before, but I wanted to give it a shot)
As soon as Mr. Tucker stepped out the door,
The people around him, tired, gloomy and sore,
Stood up and saluted, he gave them a smile,
"Good day, John, Henry, Mickey and Kyle!"
"Hows your day going sir?"
Said Mickey with a cheer,
"Its nothing that I cant fix with a beer!"
"Is your wife doing well?"
Said John as he shook
Mr. Tucker's left hand,
(His right held a book)
"She's doing alright, don't worry a bit!
Except the fact that her dresses wont fit!"
It was Henry this time,
"I heard you got a car!"
"Well It certainly speeds up very far!"
"And what about your business?" Lastly, it was Kyle
Mr. Tucker tried to keep up his smile
"Not the best times, son,
We are all still hoping
That we'll be great next season
Yet for now we are coping
Our business isn't gaining,
Thankfully none are complaining,
But we are sure to be on cloud nine,
Right now, all we need is a sign
In conclusion, my business young man,"
He coughed to clear his voice,
"Is doing just fine."
He said as he left the boys.
After Mr. Tucker left, the four sat for a drink,
No man at the table was able to blink
"Man, I'd give anything to be in Mr. Tucker's place!
His positive vibes can lift up any face."
Said John, taking a chug,
Almost spilling the content of his mug
The three nodded and sighed
"No one else could be his level of kind."
Meanwhile, Mr. Tucker had arrived from his house,
As he opened the door so did shouts from his mouth,
Shouts that were directed to only his spouse
After a lengthy fight, he sat on his bed,
And cried,
Mr. Tucker wished he were dead
He made a mess searching each drawer,
Running around as if an explorer,
He finally found what he was looking for,
He wouldn't have to deal with his problems anymore.
With just one pull of a finger,
The shot went out, he had pulled the trigger.
