Tiny Timmy Goes To Work

A Short story by Bueka Uwemedimo

Off to work he goes. Off to work he goes. Off to work, Timmy goes. What he does nobody knows, what he does nobody knows, what Timmy does nobody really knows. He looks really smart and proper,  even carries a red umbrella and a bag full of important things.

When we ask are you a lawyer, salesman, doctor, or a teacher? Timmy smiles and says, "No."

"Where I work is full of buried treasure, not the sort you find in the water, but you have to rummage through to find the gold. It's like a big value village for you to come and really pillage, just be patient and don't you dare give in! You're bound to find something there just keep searching everywhere, and you will be rewarded for your effort in the end."

So off to work he goes, off to work he goes, off to work, Timmy goes. What he does, I think I know, what he does, I think I know, what Timmy does I think I finally know. 

Do you?

The End.