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Little Mr. Gibbs
he
was
asweetlittleman,
he
did everthing
properly had
two children a girl and
a boy,
married at the proper age and didn't
divorce either,
his writing was neat like
in elementary school where
he had been taught
how to do
it.
everybody said Mr. Gibbs was
so nice and he was and they
said
he was
happy and never
argued
with dear Mrs. Gibbs because he
agreed with everything.
but one day
dearlittle Mr. Gibbs
decided to
disagree with
the world in general and
he
took the
razorblade
from the shelf in the bathroom and
scratched deeply
each wrist to make
sure he
would never again be cuaght
disagreeing.
and the next day they
said
I wonder what was wrong with
Mr. Gibbs he
seemed
so normal and nice and he
was, you know.
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