I wrote this when I was 16. And somewhat melancholic.
Once upon a time,
there was a nice little man
who wanted to rid the world of all evil, all hate, and all badness of every sort.
So, the nice little man went all around the world,
and everywhere he went, he gathered up
all the evil, and all the hate, and all the badness he could find.
And when he was done, he rolled it all up into a big, big ball,
and pushed it off into space,
and called it Earth.