The Matchstick men from Miniland 🧙🏿‍♂️

Where the little woman and all of the men looked exactly the very same..with the prefix ‘Mac’ at the start of a surname

And the females were not feminine at all, hairy as hell, harbouring lice in their bushy brows and beards that would itch and crawl

But all in all Miniland was a very happy place to dwell..Nobody ever went away from it, as far as I could tell

Now the population of these tiny people grew and grew..but because each and everyone of them was  minuscule, they all lived in a shoe

But all thru the shush and the silence of the night, bushy eyed, matchstick men would dodge daylight

Searching and seeking out wornout shoes from the planet of Earth..whilst the giants had a snooze

And hundreds of these ant like creatures would carry shoes away..hurrying home to Miniland before the light of the day

Of course up in Earth odd boots and shoes was a well-known mystery..who the Devil had taken them and where on earth could they be?