The Fry

This boy walked by.

So I gave him a fry.

He went home and never passed by.

The next year I sat on a bench.

And the boy came by looking drenched.

Did I ask why? Are you looking drenched?

The boy replied l slipped and fell so I need a fry.

I took him home that night.

And the next day came and he came by as he took the last fry.