Man with a Cane

Monorhyme poem. That is a bunch of nonsense just having fun.

Man with a Cane

There once was an old man witha cane
He loved to take walks in the rain
They were always bets with his Great Dane.
People always thought him insane,
While watching him through the windowpane
Slipping and sliding on the slick groun, oh what a pain.

At night this old man witha cane,
Would always have a drink of cold champagne,
he would then try to explain
To himself why he could not refrain
From drinking this wonderful Champagne.

One day he said to his Great Dane,
"I wonder what it would be like to ride in an airplane?"
He took a walk down the street called Main
Where he saw an airport and decided to take a plane
To the Beautiful state of Maine.

One day i assure you he will reign
Over the country of the Ukraine,
Or maybe beautiful Spain,
One thing is for sure all his work was not in vein
He one day will reign.

Next time you're out in the rain
see if you can spot this old man with a cane
Walking his Great Dane,
And make sure to buy som chow-mein
For the Completely insane
Old man with a cane
And his beautiful black Great Dane.