A POOR BLACK KID WAS GOING THROUGH LIFE, WITH NO PURPOSE OR GOALS. MAINLY JUST STRIFE; THEN HE READ ONE FISH, TWO FISH, RED FISH, BLUE FISH. AND HE STARTED TO THINK, MAN I BET I CAN DO THIS; WHEREVER HE WENT HE TALKED IN RHYME. MORNING, NOON, AND NIGHT. IT WAS ALL OF THE TIME; THEN ONE DAY HE ADDED SOME BEAT AND A NICE FUNKY STYLE TO MAKE IT COMPLETE; HIS SOUND WAS A HIT, HE MADE RECORDS OF GOLD. HE ALSO MADE ENOUGH MONEY TO GROW HAPPY AND OLD; HE COULD HAVE DIED YOUNG, NEVER DOING WHAT HE DID. NOW YOU TELL ME HOW DR. SEUSS HURT THAT KID
