Penny and Flay

There was once a young lad named Penny,
who rather preferred not his name,
so he went to have it changed one day --
at a mystical man named Flay.

Now Flay was an odd one,
that much is certain,
red hair about his puffed about his larger head:
he was Jewish, as were his curtains.

When Penny approached the delipidated home,
the sky had broekn into storm,
the roar of thunder bellowed overhead,
followed by a streak of lightening far from the norm.

He knocked thrice with the screaming head knocker,
as the plaque requested of him,
stood back,
as the door opened to accept him in.

Flay was waiting in his waiting room,
dressed in fine linen gowns,
a scarf pulled close about his very thin neck,
and shoeless, with both of his socks pulled down.

He smiled that wicked smile,
and opened his arms,
and with a voice more sour than honeysuckle weed,
said -- 'Hullo, what are you doing here!?' quite alarmed.

Penny responded that he wished his name be changed,
to something rather more masculine,
to which Flay responded (now quite calmed down),
'Why not feel my linen?'

Penny wonder what was averting Flay,
from changing his name -- this was the day!
No longer would he be called Penny,
lost in insult.

But Flay would not alter the name,
albeit how hard Penny may have made his attempts,
unless of course, he was given his pay.

And pay he was given, in generous amounts,
much the to pleasure of the mystic,
and he sat down at his battered round wooden table,
and began applying lipstick.

'What is this?' Penny asked,
naturally taken aback,
by the awkward act of feministm eminating from this man.
'Why do you apply lipstick, at the changing of my name?'

'Only to tell a story, my dear,'
was the quick repose of Flay,
'for a story I shall tell, and a message
you should endear.'

'My name was also Penny once, as it happens to be,
but since it was altered to Flay, now, my life
has not been kindly to me.

'Odd habbits have developed,
as this application,
and I only wish for you,
to carefully consider the situation.'

Consideration Penny took,
and carefully, as well,
and decided, for the sake of decision,
that some things are better left alone.