Mickey the Muck

There once was a juggler named Mickey the Muck,
And as jugglers go he had pretty bad luck

He would juggle 10 swords with eyes closed and one handed,
When sword number 8, in his left foot it landed

Mickey kept right on juggling though he’d lost all five toes,
When sword number 6 took off part of his nose

But Mickey kept juggling, and continued to smile,
When his pinky came loose and fell into the pile

Muck had chopped off his pinky with sword number two,
He said, “I’ll stick it back on using tape and school glue”

Mickey didn’t stop juggling, though pieces were missing,
Then the crowd started grumbling, booing and hissing

The Muck knew he had one act that would save the show,
He pulled out 5 chain saws, and started to throw

Well Mickey’s last act was exciting to see,
The first chain saw hit just above the left knee

The crowd cleared back, some ducked and got low,
When his right arm came off just below the elbow

Poor Mickey, he knew that his act it was dying,
But to the Muck’s credit, those chain saws kept flying

It was just about then Mickey started to slip,
Cause he’d lost his left thumb and opposable grip

With his last toss he threw those 5 saws extra high,
He took a big bow, then looked up with a sigh

There once was a juggler named Mickey the Muck,
And as jugglers go he had pretty bad luck

About Mickey’s last act, many times it’s been said,
“Mickey could have been great, but he just lost his head!”