Encounter
By
C. Neuroticus Absolutus
The other day in the mall,
A lady bumped into me.
I said, “I’m sorry, madam,”
Even though it was her call.
Well, she got really huffy
And ’fore I knew what happened
The whole group from her hospice
Wailed on me. Their umbrellas,
Canes and walkers flying.
I come close to nearly dying.
Well, I’m no spring chicken,
But not one to take a lickin’.
I slipped from that half nelson
She had on me and
Pushed that old bitch down the stairs,
Cast, neck-brace, wheelchair and all.
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