Friday, December 12, 2014

Mike And The Golden Bell

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014




MIKE AND THE GOLDEN BELL



In the midst of the morning, he would begin to ring;
                               Customers coming to shops, trying to find the right thing!                            

It was Mike the bell ringer's job, to show that someone cared:
 For those who didn't have anything, it was something that everyone shared...

But, his numbers were dreadful on intake, other Ringer's passed him each day;
If he didn't produce, he'd get the caboose, his position would dry up like clay!

He even questioned the way he looked, his demeanor was up to par;
Always took a nice shower in the morning, tried to stay away from the bar..."

Then a kid walked up one day, how do you do this with just one bell?
Wasn't sure of the angle, he was trying to wrangle, or what he was trying to sell!

But, he thought about it for a moment, his Tympani was brash...unpure;
How could he get more coins in the kettle, how could he be for sure?

So, he went down to the 5 and dime, had a good look around;
Looking for something...anything...that would make a different sound!

And there upon a shelf...almost hidden, he saw this one lone Golden Bell;
They wanted two dollars and a quarter, they quickly made the sell!

The next day he brought it with him, encased in a darkened bag;
To keep the bell quiet as he traveled along, he stuffed the inside with a rag.

When they set up his post, just like with most, they gave him the customary bell;
It was small, made a tingle, when you gave it a jingle, it served it's constituents well!"

When his Golden Bell sang, with great harmonic clang, the shopper's were jumping with joy;
His donations grew thickly, as the crowds grew thickly, smiles from each girl and boy!

So, he kept the routine, until an official heard the Golden Bell sound;
Mike just shook his head, Christmas is not dead, just getting new folks to come around!

So, in the future, as Charities grow, different concepts with updated game;
You can thank Mike, for bell that you liked...
Nothing ever quite stays the same!


Merry Christmas





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