Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

THE NEXT MORNING ,AS IM FINISHING MY CLOSING THE RESTURANT,THE STRANGE MAN NAMED POPEYE WALKS IN."MONIN! TO YAZ!"HE SAYS TO ME . "MORNING MR POPEYE" I SAY.YOU UH,OPEN FA BUSINESS?" UM WELL NO,NOT REALLY" I SAY...THINKING TO MYSELF I GUESS I COULD PROBABLY,KEEP IT OPEN."WHATCHAZ GOTZ TA EATZ ROUND HEREZ?"HE ASKS."WELL WE SERVE CHICKEN  AND  WAFFLES FOR BREAKFAST."I TELL HIM."WELL LET MEH HAVEZ AN ORDER OF DAT" UM...OK MR. POPEYE! "COMING RIGHT  UP" I TELL EM. HE SITS AND WAITS WITH PATIENCE WHILE I , MAKE THE WAFFLE BATTER AND FRY UP SOME GOOD OLE FASHION, WINSCONSIN CHICKEN IN OUR FAVORITE RECEIPE SEASONING ,WITH A BUSCUIT .I SERVE HIM THE MEAL....AND HE EATS ALL OF IT! "AYYEE!  THAZ NOT BAD!" THANKS" I TELL HIM."BUT TAAA,ITS MISSIN A LIL SUMTIN!"I LOOK AT HIM...I ASK..."WELL MR POPEYE!....WHY DONT YOU TELL ME.....WHAT ITS MISSING?"I TELL HIM...DISTURBED BY WHAT HE SAID.HE LOOKS AT ME....COCKEYED! WITH HIS LITTLE SQUINTY RIGHT EYE,REACHES INTO HIS SHIRT POCKET THAT WAS ON THE INSIDE ,IN THE CHEST OF HIS SAILOR UNIFORM....AND PULLS  OUT..............A  CAN  OF  SPINACH!!!...



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