Story time... things better left in my head

Come children gather round, for a story which cannot be found. In a far off land there was a man with only one hand. With two eyes and teeth to follow... he walked around feeling hollow. But little did this little man know, there was a beautiful woman near him, the star of a show. It traveled the world, and made lots of money, because it was about bees who made honey. With gold braids and blue eyes, this woman was the shows greatest prize. For all the stars in the sky that shone bright, all would rather be in her sight. But it was this man, with one hand, two eyes and teeth, who could not see, because his eyes were burning with hot tea.

Moments ago, when a waiter walked by, he tripped up over a loose shoe tie. Mind you the loose tie he knew, but forgot to tie the tie because of the those eyes of blue. For she had given him a look, which was meant for the cook, but he took as "meet me for some nook". Now being a rook, his hands began a shook as he took food from that cook, who had missed the look. In the mist of it all, he began to fall. A pie hit the floor, as someone walked through the door. And with a scream, a foot slipped on the cream, right into a big wooden beam. At the sound of a crunch, there went the biggest brunch. Hot eggs, bacon , fruit, ham, cottage cheese and yes, tea, flew across the room for what seemed like a century. The eggs, bacon, and ham went left, and the others right, except for one that would cause a man to lose sight. For if he had not turned to see what had caused all the screams, he would have seen the woman of his dreams. But now because of hot tea he is blind, and that woman he will never find.

Last Call
Tell me what you think, I wrote this in a blink.