Once upon a time there was a monster, of sorts.

He was full of freckles and warts.

He lived by himself, in a sweet little home,

People who lived nearby left him alone.

He wasn't known very well in the town,

Especially by the royals who wore a crown.

But one day, a 6 year old girl, skipped by,

And when she saw him she didn't cry.

For what she saw only made her curious,

She smiled at him, as though he was glorious.

He was stunned, to be noticed at all,

And of all people a sweet little girl.

As days went by she skipped closer to him,

And after some more time she found his name was Tim.

They talked about tea parties and dolls,

Pretended to play with barbies and trolls.

The young girl turned to a teen,

To her, the other boys and girls were mean.

This creature that everyone seemed to dislike,

Could go jump or take a hike.

For, Tim, was great at a lot of things,

Not only talking and playing, but he sings!

He was her very special friend, a friend to have for years.

Even now, older, having a yarn and some beers.

People started to learn that this person was great,

And he became everyone's best mate!