Mr.Mystery came from a faraway land. He could juggle with fire, and walk on his hands.
He could conjure a flock of doves out of thin air. For a special occasion, he had to be there.
We met him one morning - we thought he looked glum. He said,"Children, I'm sorry, the moment has come. I've made my decision - it's time to retire. You may laugh, but I've had enough playing with fire."
His final performance was something to see. It ended with fireworks at a quarter to three.
His little blue boat sailed out on the ocean...Though nobody saw it in all the commotion.
A letter arrives from a faraway land."Hope to visit you some day. My new life is grand!"