by DavidKM

7 League Boots

No matter how fast Jack ran,

He couldn't outrun the electrons

Carrying his description

To every town the world over.

Wherever he went,

The wanted posters were already there.

If he'd had really good boots

He could have made it to other planets.

7 Trillion League boots might have done,

But he'd have needed an air supply

And who knew what else.

As it was he sold the boots,

Laid low, and took a job

Repairing cars and trucks.

He was oh so careful.

Eventually, they found him anyway.



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