This is not a true story!

I was walking down my street when I got some sawdust on my shoe.
I realized only then, that the street was made of it!
I called 911 but when they arrived they said, "Take some gum to chew!"
They saw no emergency, that made me feel like I was made of spit!
I could dig a four foot deep hole in the sawdust.
I was so soft and felt good on my hands.
I needed to dig that hole, I must!
A guy dressed in black jumped out and said, "Give me all your land!"
"I'm sorry sir, I have no land. I can even prove it! Here's my ID and every inch of land I own!"
"Beat it, kid! I don't really care! I put 2 feet of sawdust out as a threat!"
"Yes I could tell. I was surprised. I was blown!"
"You probably like this sawdust, I bet!"
"Oh yes. It's lovely. It's soft and splinters your hands!"
"Anyone else that likes it?"
" Not that I know of, sir! For you, that's probably grand."
"That's right. It is. It's not quite grand, just a little bit."
He pulled off his mask and what I saw surprised me most of all!
"That was a test, you see. We still need to teach you not to talk to strangers!"
"Yes, Uncle Gerald. I felt quite safe. I wasn't scared at all!"
"Just stay away from now on. We want to keep you safe from the dangers!"

So that is what happened one sunny day on my street. The sawdust was only a thin layer and was approved of the people who owned the land it was sprinkled on as long as it was cleaned after half an hour (which was cleaned up in 20 minutes instead).