A dVerse Box With White Socks!

So for dVerse today we go all gawker at my bay. For as the cat was out and about looking for some tasty trout, he came across a little man who of Barbie was a fan.

White socks high,
Reaching for the sky.
That's no lie.
You can't stop this guy.

As he strolls along the street,
To his own little beat.
With his lunch in hand.
I guess paper bags he can't stand.

Instead he chooses Barbie for himself.
I wonder if he really bought it from the shelf?
Or maybe it was a make shift day.
Or for paper bags he was too lazy to pay.

Maybe his daughter forgot her lunch.
Could be suffering from a credit crunch.
Have to make do with what you can I suppose.
At least he covered his toes.

Yes, it was bright pink.
He even gave some woman a wink.
Think he used it to pick up girls?
Barbie must straighten their curls.

Oh that could be taken the wrong way.
Strike that one from my bay.
This dictation thing said bed instead of bay.
I guess it was going a different way.

It even made me use a cheat rhyme.
That is oh so such a crime.
I will continue my story for cable,
As the guy sits down at a Starbucks table.

Yeah, there is one in the mall.
It has his own little stall.
He got his big jug of coffee ready,
Then he opened the lunchbox and ate steady.

I guess the daughter theory went out the window.
I had to let you think that before I went blow for blow.
He had some nasty sandwich and some fruit.
Both of which for me would go down the garbage chute.

After that it was my turn in line.
So I no longer watched him dine.
You'll just have to go with the paper bag theory.
Either way, at least he was cheery.

So what is your guess today at my bay? Did he steal his daughter's lunch? Did he want something for brunch? Could be so much more left to explore. But I will leave that to your mind for I am just that kind. Maybe next there will be Barbie lunchboxes with every lad and lass. Seeing pink everywhere would be too bright for my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.